9 Nov 2017

Happy by Liza Chernyavska

Red lipstick and sharp highheels

Everybody's watching you.
Tones of gold and pounds of feels -
Every your dream will come true.
But...
What the heck is this?
Why they still smile better?
What do you still miss?
What's the heck the matter?
Dark sweatshirt and sweetie style -
Everybody's envy you.
You can kill with stunning smile.
Truth is yours, your point of view.
But...
What the heck is this?
Why they still smile better?
What do you still miss?
What's the heck the matter?!
One gold watch and prickly chain.
Two rough smiles to give the cue.
Three small wounds and reddish rain.
No one's happier than you.
[Chorus]:
One, two, three - stare at me:
I am the one. The only. Only.
One, two, three - you watch me:
I am your idol, God, family.

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