Clair De Lune

(альбом: Ephemera - 2016)

I think that beauty is the beast
Its in my head while I can't sleep
Its everything I want to be
Makes me happy

And when I'm walking down the street
All of the people that I see
I think they're all looking at me
Makes me happy

Theres poison in these magazines
My clothes are splitting at the seams
They make me feel like I'm so fat
At least I am happy

There's evil on the radio
Seeps out of every fucking show
I guess that you already know
And does that make you happy

And when I hear clair
Clair de lune
Playing in my head
Puts me in the mood
And she turns to you
And she asks are you happy?

I pray in front of my tv
I put my face against the screen
Now all my gods are in 3d
And yeah that makes me happy

And you're the only one who sees
Just what this world it does to me
And now you say you wanna leave
Just because you're unhappy

And when I hear clair
Clair de lune
Playing in my head
Puts me in the mood
And she turns to me
And she asks, are you happy?

And as unlikely as it seems
Yeah, there's a place for you and me
On board a boat inside our dreams
And I know we'll be happy