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
My neck hurts How to look, how to act, how to dress like
a lecturer 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 a 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 this is my happy song