[ Featuring the Aglets ]
My music was bad, it made you feel sad
Its simplistic style was all that it had
But I soon arrived at a thought, self-described
As noncircumventionally transcircumscribed
Like a drastic designer, in one of my finer arrangements
I switched all the majors and minors
And just in one night, that removed all my plight
As all my song's wrongs were rewritten to right
Are you happy now
Do I sound happy now
Are you happy how I sound
Now that I sound happy now
No longer aware of all my despair
These chords and progressions felt lighter than air
I floated through days in some sort of haze
That bested the depressed kid of my young malaise
But if things sound great, why can't they abate
All your apathy or at least placate your hate
And who's still inviting our nasty-ass fighting
These tones don't look warm in this ghastly gaslighting
Are you happy now
Do I sound happy now
Are you happy how I sound
Now that I sound happy now
If I could never be just like you wanted me to be
Well, I could leverage a spike in aural chemistry
Are you happy now
