Happy
Ooh?. Oooooohhh.
landlords Knocking at my door cussing me out
got laid off my job the night before
can't figure how
I'm gonna fix tomorrow away
If today's still a mess
Can u tell me what's the point man,
It all seems meaningless
I wish that I could step away and breathe
This world's trying to swallow me
Clear away the clouds inside my head
Chorus:
Someone just tell me
That it's ok now
What are you worried about
Got my dreams, got my life, got my love
Got my friends got the sunshine above
Why am I making this hard on myself
When there's so many beautiful reasons I have to be happy
People lie, people hide, people cry, people fight
And they don't know why
If fear is all that we should fear
Then what are we so afraid of
Cause fear is only in our heads
Someone please say?
(chorus)
any day ill go bad thinking bad
everyone is against me and the world wants to fight me
preparing to battle an enemy unseen
during my stressing I'm blinded to the lesson
that could be a blessing if Id be confessing that the enemy
I'm trying to beatis hiding inside of me
But it's ok now?what are you worrying about??(chorus)
Repeat 2x : Keep your grind on girl?it's your love, it's your world?
(chorus)
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