Cotton clouds in a candy sky
Two pinwheels spiraling tie dye
Michelangelo couldn't paint us better
A picture so calm to the eye
And when they ask, we'll tell them: we're happy, we're happy
Tinted glasses on a Friday night
Leather jackets and fragile minds
Hiding all the tears we tried to fight
From our own haunted carnival ride
And when they ask, we'll tell them: we're happy, we're happy
Oh the lights, the blinding lights
Ashes falling from our cigarettes
Oh the lights, the blinding lights
Don't have feelings, remember?
If we tire of smoke and mirrors
And the spiraling won't stop
Take my hand, we'll wave goodbye
And teach Michel how to photoshop
Erin Gaffney - Happy Lyrics
Erin Gaffney - Happy Lyrics
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Cotton clouds in a candy sky
Two pinwheels spiraling tie dye
Michelangelo couldn't paint us better
A picture so calm to the eye
And when they ask, we'll tell them: we're happy, we're happy
Tinted glasses on a Friday night
Leather jackets and fragile minds
Hiding all the tears we tried to fight
From our own haunted carnival ride
And when they ask, we'll tell them: we're happy, we're happy
Oh the lights, the blinding lights
Ashes falling from our cigarettes
Oh the lights, the blinding lights
Don't have feelings, remember?
If we tire of smoke and mirrors
And the spiraling won't stop
Take my hand, we'll wave goodbye
And teach Michel how to photoshop
Two pinwheels spiraling tie dye
Michelangelo couldn't paint us better
A picture so calm to the eye
And when they ask, we'll tell them: we're happy, we're happy
Tinted glasses on a Friday night
Leather jackets and fragile minds
Hiding all the tears we tried to fight
From our own haunted carnival ride
And when they ask, we'll tell them: we're happy, we're happy
Oh the lights, the blinding lights
Ashes falling from our cigarettes
Oh the lights, the blinding lights
Don't have feelings, remember?
If we tire of smoke and mirrors
And the spiraling won't stop
Take my hand, we'll wave goodbye
And teach Michel how to photoshop
Writer: Erin Gaffney
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid