Screams of anguish pierce the sky,
A little girl begins to cry,
Angels die and lose their wings,
And deep in hell the devil sings,
Everyone rages, love´s neglected,
Because of a crime, of which they arent affected

End of the day, end of the night,
The birds are singing, the sun shines bright,
No one fights everybody agrees,
Its a day of love and a day of peace,
But why arent they happy? the reason´s there!
Everybody should be happy, but no one cares.

Aint it fucking paradox,
That you´re happier to be sad?
Maybe you´d find good things,
If you´d stop searching for the bad

You´re happy for a minute,
But you cry for a whole day,
A few seconds of laughter,
But you need a week for your dismay.

Aint it fucking paradox,
That you´re happier to be sad?
Maybe you´d find good things,
If you´d stop searching for the bad

You´re throwing away diamonds,
Only keeping rocks,
Then you start complaining,
How badly your stones suck.

Aint it fucking paradox,
That you´re happier to be sad?
Maybe you´d find good things,
If you´d stop searching for the bad

Aint it fucking paradox,
That you´re happier to be sad?
Maybe you´d find good things,
If you´d stop searching for the bad

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