h a p p i n e s s
Buzzing with your rainbow dreams
All those diamond cities scream
Is everything just what it seems?
Golden people planning schemes
And you’re just bursting at the seams
With excitement to achieve those dreams
Screaming in your neon jeans
With nothing but h a p p i n e s s
But then soon comes the stress
Everything starts to mean less
And you start to wonder
If you have what it takes
hope
your
teacher
won’t
burn
you
at
the
stake
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