The Sloth

Why does it have to be black or white?
We love to aid and we love to fight
Where is the common ground that I crave?
It's so much easier in grey
I push you and you pull my strings
We argue over mundane things
I sit on the fence to see the view
I can see clearly without you

Love me harder
Hate me softer
Touch me deeper
Take me longer

Love me harder
Hate me softer
Touch me deeper
Take me longer

Love me harder
Hate me softer
Touch me deeper
Take me longer