The Pain of Happiness

Slowly...
Slowly...
Slowly...

My brain is remembering everything I say or do
But my body isn't in control anymore
My hidden desires flow out
And I want more, more, more

One girl after another, God I feel like a sl.ut
I hate when I am like this yet I can't seem to stop
I know that this is wrong, I hate boys like this
So I guess I'm just another one of that mob

Another drink later and everyone seems so sexy
I don't want to hurt anyone and my head is screaming at me
Is this the pain of happiness? Is this having a good time?
But I have to sober up before my Mum can see

The morning after and my head rings with pain
I have 20 new messages in my phone's inbox
All telling me what a great time last night was
But two weeks later we're not talking, after a few knocks.

Another party, another time to get drunk
Yes, except this time is different, this time I've changed
No girlfriend anymore, which is kind of sad
But I deserved what I got. I was quite deranged

So I go to have a good time, to make friends
And I make loads of those
I love them all even after the party
We are still friends two weeks later, they're not foes

The next one will come soon hopefully
And I won't be as much of a sl.ag this time
I'm out to have fun without hurting anyone
And as the night draws to a close, it was so sublime.
I regain my sober state

Slowly...
Slowly...
Slowly...