Happy Song

The sun shines hella bright
I should be stoked on my life
Don’t know what is wrong
But the feeling’s gone
Go out every night
Having the time of my life
But something’s wrong
I can’t write a happy song
Pressure
So much weight on my back these days
That my neck hurts
How to look, how to act, how to dress
Like a lecture
It’s hard to express how I feel when I’m censored
But you gotta sell records
The sun shines hella bright
I should be stoked on my life
Don’t know what is wrong
But the feeling’s gone
Go out every night
Having the time of my life
But something’s wrong
I can’t write a happy song
I can’t write a happy song
I can’t write a happy
I hate it
See the smile on my face that I make, but it’s painted
It’s a perfectly perfect day but I waste it
Because everyone tells me that you gotta fake it
If you wanna make it
The sun shines hella bright
I should be stoked on my life
Don’t know what is wrong
But the feeling’s gone
Go out every night
Having the time of my life
But something’s wrong
I can’t write a happy song
If I could get out of my head
I would never feel this way
But for some reason I can’t
And it’s never gonna change
If I could get out of my head
I would never feel this way
But for some reason I can’t
Do you ever feel the same?
Fuck
I can’t write a happy song
I can’t write a happy
The sun shines hella bright
I should be stoked on my life
But something’s wrong
I guess it’s just my happy song