Testo Happy - Rhodes

Happy

Oh I
I thought I could stay high
But it’s a fine line between paradise and paralysed
Sometimes
I don’t even know why
I feel like I’m tongue tied, on the outside
Oh god I’m so tired
You said, 'you don’t have to carry this around'
I said 'I'm trying to find a place to put it down'
Could it just be right here, you and me
Don’t we owe it to ourselves
Don’t we owe it to ourselves
To be happy, happy, happy now?
Cos I don’t think I am
It just keeps slipping through my hands
Like golden sand
Oh my, just look at all the stars in the sky
Constellations, conversations that slow down time
They say that life is pain but I’m not sold
And I’ll never know the meaning of it all anyway
Could it just be right here, you and me
Don’t we owe it to ourselves
Don’t we owe it to ourselves
To be happy, happy, happy now
Cos I don’t think I am
It just keeps slipping through my hands
Like golden sand
But I’ll keep trying
I’ll keep trying
I’ll keep trying
I’ll keep trying
Don’t we owe it to ourselves
Don’t we owe it to ourselves