Intro] (quiet, airy) (ah‑ah… mm…) (soft guitar hum) [Verse 1] (fragile, understated) The sun is shining, we should be alive But all we do is curse the summer light We’re never happy, always picking flaws In everything we’ve got (we’ve got, we’ve got) [Verse 2] (still quiet, slightly darker) Our minds are crowded with a thousand hollow things We’re walking ghosts pretending we still breathe We stole our stories from the busy streets And now our paths don’t ever meet (ever meet) [Pre‑Chorus] (tension rising) We keep sinking, sinking in our own noise Chasing echoes, drowning out our own voice [Chorus] (loud, distorted, emotional) Never happy, never fun We complain to everyone (ah‑ah‑ah… to everyone) [Verse 3] (quiet again, reflective) Windows wide open, but the air feels thin We chase the next thing, never settling in Golden hours slipping right through our hands We dim the colors down before the light can land [Chorus] (bigger, heavier) Never happy, never fun We complain to everyone (ah‑ah‑ah… to everyone) [Bridge] (floaty, emotional break) (oh‑oh‑oh… oh‑oh‑oh) We want the quiet, then we hate the still We beg for motion, then we curse the wheels (oh‑oh‑oh… oh‑oh‑oh) [Final Chorus] (explosive, layered vocals) Never happy, never fun We complain to everyone (ah‑ah‑ah… to everyone) (ah‑ah‑ah… to everyone)
