Soft and good hand spines picking up the pieces
Of plastic bags that once housed blouses, fleeces
Of ones' happier, happier
Happier
Learning how to eat without wanting to life resign
Feeling everyday more comfortable and less confined
And happier, happier
Happier
New homes, new friends, new nausea, new violence
And realizing that that pain never can hurt you again
You're left alone to wonder when this fantasy will break its neck
But maybe this time you've earned it well enough to hold its hand
'Cause in reality
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one at all!
What a time to be left alone with silly shape twins
Disillusionment means carpet burns and happy turns and
Spins spins spins, spins
How this silly love of life begins!
New homes, new friends, new nausea, new violence
And realizing that that pain never can hurt you again
You're left alone to wonder when this fantasy will break its neck
But maybe this time you've earned it well enough to hold its hand
'Cause in reality
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one at all!
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one at all!
I know it's hard to take care of the ones who deserve to be taken care of the most
Ain't no fun to have guilt as the guest and stomach the host all of the
Time, passes and makes the bad feelings go away, where do they go?
You'll be okay again and the memories are not just silly ghosts tagging
Along, I promise they're friendly
I do!
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one at all!
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one at all!
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one at all!
Sophie Stevens - No One's Happy (Radio Edit) Lyrics
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English
Soft and good hand spines picking up the pieces
Of plastic bags that once housed blouses, fleeces
Of ones' happier, happier
Happier
Learning how to eat without wanting to life resign
Feeling everyday more comfortable and less confined
And happier, happier
Happier
New homes, new friends, new nausea, new violence
And realizing that that pain never can hurt you again
You're left alone to wonder when this fantasy will break its neck
But maybe this time you've earned it well enough to hold its hand
'Cause in reality
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one at all!
What a time to be left alone with silly shape twins
Disillusionment means carpet burns and happy turns and
Spins spins spins, spins
How this silly love of life begins!
New homes, new friends, new nausea, new violence
And realizing that that pain never can hurt you again
You're left alone to wonder when this fantasy will break its neck
But maybe this time you've earned it well enough to hold its hand
'Cause in reality
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one at all!
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one at all!
I know it's hard to take care of the ones who deserve to be taken care of the most
Ain't no fun to have guilt as the guest and stomach the host all of the
Time, passes and makes the bad feelings go away, where do they go?
You'll be okay again and the memories are not just silly ghosts tagging
Along, I promise they're friendly
I do!
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one at all!
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one at all!
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one at all!
Of plastic bags that once housed blouses, fleeces
Of ones' happier, happier
Happier
Learning how to eat without wanting to life resign
Feeling everyday more comfortable and less confined
And happier, happier
Happier
New homes, new friends, new nausea, new violence
And realizing that that pain never can hurt you again
You're left alone to wonder when this fantasy will break its neck
But maybe this time you've earned it well enough to hold its hand
'Cause in reality
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one at all!
What a time to be left alone with silly shape twins
Disillusionment means carpet burns and happy turns and
Spins spins spins, spins
How this silly love of life begins!
New homes, new friends, new nausea, new violence
And realizing that that pain never can hurt you again
You're left alone to wonder when this fantasy will break its neck
But maybe this time you've earned it well enough to hold its hand
'Cause in reality
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one at all!
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one at all!
I know it's hard to take care of the ones who deserve to be taken care of the most
Ain't no fun to have guilt as the guest and stomach the host all of the
Time, passes and makes the bad feelings go away, where do they go?
You'll be okay again and the memories are not just silly ghosts tagging
Along, I promise they're friendly
I do!
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one at all!
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one at all!
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one's really happy
No one at all!
Writer: Sophie Stevens
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid