Some of us were born with the sun shining out of our asses.
And with the stories we saw or the stories we lived,
Slowly the world sucked all of our sunshine out, soon filling us up with its shit.
And then they asked us, Why are you so full of it?
The day you remember what you once were
Push it all back out.
The day you remember what you once were,
Go get your sunshine back. There’s still tons of it left in the world.
I have heard and I’ve known it’s true
When you see someone happy
You want a bite
And you’d expect the happiness would multiply
But really you only care
Until you’ve eaten it all up
I don’t think I have any happiness left
You can leave now