Morgan Grace - Makes Me Happy

I never realized that I could hate so much
I never knew the satisfaction of having such
A living, breathing ball of hatred in my throat and guts would be
I never knew that I would love to hate so much
And it makes me, it really makes me happy
It really makes me happy
It makes me, it really makes me happy
It makes me, it really makes me happy
The things I get inspired by surprise me still
It makes me wonder what this illness is that grips my will
'Cause I like you better in a meat pie with garlic and dill
As you cool peacefully on my window sill
And it makes me, it makes me happy
It really makes me happy
It makes me, it really makes me happy
Oh god it makes me happy
You're everything
You're everything I ever wanted
You're everything, everything I ever wanted
To Destroy
I never realized that I could hate so much
I never knew the satisfaction of having such
A living, breathing ball of hatred in my throat and guts would be, would be
And it makes me, it really makes me happy
It really makes me happy
It makes me, it really makes me happy
Oh god it makes me happy
It makes me, it really makes me happy
It makes me, it really makes me happy
It really makes me happy
Fuck yeah, it makes me happy

Written by:
Morgan Grace

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