Besedila: Sum 41. Happiness Machines.

Take my breath away I don?t need it anyway cos I?m fine here in my own forgotten world where I can be myself left with the hand I?m dealt

And its hard to get a grip when your holding on to something that you just let slip away

All these thoughts stuck in my mind spinning round like endless time

For once in my life I do want to feel something you call real
I don?t think that I?ve got time for these constant hell

And the days just go by leaving questions in my mind I guess ill find the answers someday in another life

Here with my old friend the silence in the end and its rings so loud that I cannot pretend if I just close my eyes And ask a thousand whys will it change or stay the same will it ever go away the question still remains
All these thoughts stuck in my mind spinning round like endless time

For once in my life I do want to feel something you call real
I don?t think that I?ve got time for these constant hell

And the days just go by leaving questions in my mind I guess ill find the answers someday in another life

Morning signs read desolation on the road of desperations happiness machines I?m coming clean what can you do for me

I do want to feel something you call real
I don?t think that I?ve got time for these constant hell

Oh the days just go by leaving questions in my mind I guess ill find the answers someday in another life

Oh oh oh oh

So here now I stand at the end of a dark road out of hell its not so hard as I depart what way to become to a man