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Sum 41

Happiness Machine

 

Happiness Machine

(album: Screaming Bloody Murder - 2011)


Take my breath away
I don't need it anyway
'Cause I'm fine here in my
Old forgotten world
Where I can be myself
Left with the hand I'm dealt
And it's hard to get a grip when you're holding onto something
You just let slip away

All these thoughts stuck in my mind
Spinning 'round like endless time

For once in my life, I do wanna feel something you call real
But I don't think that I've got time for these scars to heal
And the days just go by leaving questions in my mind
I guess I'll find the answers some day in another life

Here with my old friend
The silence in the end
And it rings so loud that
I cannot pretend
If I just close my eyes
And ask a thousand whys
Will it change or stay the same? Will it ever go away?
The question still remains

All these thoughts stuck in my mind
Spinning 'round like endless time

For once in my life, I do wanna feel something you call real
But I don't think that I've got time for these scars to heal
And the days just go by leaving questions in my mind
I guess I'll find the answers some day in another life

Warning signs read desolation on the road of desperation
"Happiness machines", I'm coming clean, what can you do for me?

I do wanna feel something you call real
But I don't think that I've got time for these scars to heal
And the days just go by leaving questions in my mind
I guess I'll find the answers some day in another life

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
So here now I stand at the end of "a dark road out of hell"
It's not so hard as I depart, what a way to become a man

done

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