Happy
Sometimes there's things
I'd like to say
But they are all locked
In my brain
I'm all of me
I'm scared to feel
Like I am happy
Nothing's real
With you laying in your favourite dress
Smoke is (spazzing) through my head
And we feel like strangers in this mess
I'd like to say
But they are all locked
In my brain
I'm all of me
I'm scared to feel
Like I am happy
Nothing's real
With you laying in your favourite dress
Smoke is (spazzing) through my head
And we feel like strangers in this mess
Credits
Writer(s): John Ondrasik, Mark Herman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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