How come you're so unsure depending on who I am?
Why won't you ever give me a straight answer?
Have you ever told yourself the truth?
Is happiness a choice?
If it is, why won't we choose it for ourselves?
If it isn't, how will we ever deserve it?
Your eyes can't focus, your breathing is uneven.
Why won't you ever give me a straight answer?
Have you ever told yourself the truth?
Is happiness a choice?
If it is, why won't we choose it for ourselves?
If it isn't, how will we ever deserve it?
Your eyes can't focus, your breathing is uneven.
Your hands shake, your heart stops beating.
Your mouth might form the words, but you're always silent.
The feeling of panic when you have to decide something.
The feeling of panic when you have to decide something.
The regret after making a choice.
The question of right or wrong.
Why is it so hard?
Why is it so hard?
Are you happy?
Definitely maybe.
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