Happiness Is ...

Happiness is the pill
We take to go to sleep
The red wine casket
That was finally cheap

The edge of the razor
Thats cuts and makes us bleed
The satisfactory feeling
When, with the devil, we plead

Happiness is the knife
That watches your every move
The whining in her voice
As if she has something to prove

The boot up the ass
Of the people we never liked
The fathering teenager
Because her drink he spiked

Happiness is the lifelessness
Of everything around
The way we despise the world
And our little home town

The way we never care
How much they talk
Because nothing matters
When your lined in chalk

Happiness is Bliss
Happiness is Death
Happiness is God
Stealing our last breath

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