She said she'd come to Berlin to find the man who she would marry
She had flown here from South Africa
For the one who would look after her
It was written in the lines in her palms, her own destiny
She'd had this premonition that one day she would be happy
As if happiness was a permanent state
And it just happened that she had this predetermined fate
That happiness was static and just one small step away
I don't wanna be only happy in this world
I wanna feel the burn
I wanna feel that knot of nerves in the last rehearsal
And be lost for words when we make it work
Is happiness contentment or the absence of sadness?
The epitome of excitement or the antithesis of stress?
If we define something by what it's not
Does it exist in its own right?
Is it permanent, or transient, or just there
To sell us lifestyles that are always one more step away?
Or just there to sell us a sugary drink?
I don't wanna be only happy in this world
I wanna feel the burn
I wanna feel that knot of nerves in the last rehearsal
And be lost for words when we make it work
He said, "I'm an artist
I understand grandiose delusions unmanageable
But the Prince Charming business is empty, unfair and untenable
We can't exist on empty platitudes and Coca-Cola fizz
We've gotta get our hands down in the dirt here
That's where real life gets lived
And flowers are nice but nothing makes my heart tick faster
Than the topsy-turvy last minute dodge of near disaster
Let's not close our eyes on the ride
I wanna wave my arms around like an idiot
And when the time is right, beg something or someone for forgiveness"
Happiness (if she just forgot to think)
Just there
Happiness (if she just forgot to think)
Just there
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I don't wanna be only happy in this world
I wanna feel the burn
I wanna feel that knot of nerves in the last rehearsal
And be lost for words when we make it work
Yeah, just there