Happiness is easy to lose,
it's like obtaining a bruise,
hits hard and hurts like hell,
an uncontrollable rush spell.
As it disappears, so does my interest
Until the void is filled, I'll be at my sickest.

Thoughts rattle in my head,
these feelings want me dead.
All I wanna do is play,
But no one gots any time to delay.
Pain and fear...