So what makes people think they are so special?
That they belong to groups of happy people.
Doing happy things together with smiles, too?
Maybe they are the insecure ones without a purpose.
Just to belong with a group of happy people.
To make an unhappy world, happy.
Oh! Look what I can do!
Oh! Hear what I can say!
Oh! Feel how hot the air can be!
And they call that living.
And for what?
To belong with friends.
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