I'm Glad You're Happy Songtext
von Early Internet

Stare at screens
Fiend for feeds and I scroll
New York City
Deals its hand and I fold

It′s coming up against me
Showing off your heart
Is everything against me?
I don't think you are


Here′s the truth
Four frames in a booth
Flash your eyes
And catch me surprised
Separate
You move on, I still wait for what's done
And all your echoes are gone

It's coming up against me
Showing off your heart
Is everything against me?
I don′t think you are

It′s coming up against me
Showing off your heart
Is everything against me?

It's coming up against me
Showing off your heart
Is everything against me?