Walking around with a frown,
rumors going all around the town,
I know soon im going to breakdown.
why i frown,
i dont know why,
what good is happy?
People will just bring you down,
so thats why the world should wear a frown.
This way we'll all be constant.
no more ups and downs.
what good is happy?
what goes up,
must come down.
sometime soon that smile goes frown,
what good is happy?
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