Three Days Grace – Happiness

Happiness

I reach out, when I have a confession.
I reach out with desperation.
I reach out, but no one is listening.
So I go looking for the next best thing.

Happiness, straight from the bottle.
What real life's too hard to swallow?
Happiness, straight from the bottle.
What real life's too hard to swallow?

I feel them judging on me for their own pleasure.
If they really knew, they'd know better,
They're on the one who caves under pressure,
When desperate times call for desperate measures.

Happiness, straight from the bottle.
What real life's too hard to swallow?
Happiness, straight from the bottle.
What real life's too hard to swallow?

I know there's gotta be some peace in me,
But I can't find it.
I get so sick of the looking...

Happiness, straight from the bottle.
When real life's too hard to swallow?
Happiness, straight from the bottle.
What real life's too hard to swallow?

Too hard to swallow...


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