Lyrics

[Chorus] How do happy? How do happy? [Verse 1] I wanna write the kind of songs that make the queer kids Recognise themselves when they look in their parents' mirror I wanna write the kind of songs that you could cry to When you're overwhelmed in the supermarket [Bridge] Would that be a purpose? Would that be enough? [Verse 2] In the pocket of big sad What would it mean for us to feel OK? Sword hangs above us as every ocean boils Alone in the gloam But what if we kissed? Haha just kidding …Unless? [Chorus] How do happy? How do happy? How do happy? How do happy?