Bliss Songtext
von Harrison Gordon

I′ve learned happiness is something
You just have to strive for
Seems like such a chore
Bliss is good as I can get
Shallow as paper cuts
And hollowed out like bed sores

I want something more
But I don't wanna chase it
Scared of falling back in love
And land on both of my faces


Well, I like it
It′s so easy to
Give in to all my vices
And never leave my room
I don't like it
It's not fulfilling
Being on the outside
Of every little thing
I don′t like it
It′s not fulfilling
Being on the outside
But what good do I have left to give?
What good do I have left to give?
What good do I have left to give?

I've learned happiness is something
You just have to strive for
Seems like such a chore
Bliss is good as I can get
Shallow as paper cuts
And hollowed out like bed sores

(Bliss is good as I can get)
(Bliss is good as I can get)

Hearing me like I will
Hearing me like I will
Hearing me like I will
Hearing me like I will