Happy.

Got my dreams got my life got my love
Got my friends got the sunshine above
Why am I making this hard on myself
When there's so many beautiful reasons I have to be happy?


That could be a blessing if I'd be confessing that the enemy
I'm trying to beat is hiding in me



Josefine


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