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Happiness
hit her
like a train on a track
down the kitchen sink
Coming towards her
stuck still no turning back
She hid aro
und corners
and she hid under beds
She killed it with kisses
and from it she fled
With every bubble she sank with her drink
And washed it away
Lyrics By 'Florence And The Machine' Made By Jaraeder Copyright 2010
