Mixtapes - Happy and poor

^GRemember the way the mattress sat ^N.C.In the middle of my room ^N.C.With a light above and my notebooks on the n^Gightstand ^N.C.The calm and the storm, the rain and the phone Listening to all these records at m^Cidnight, for ^Emonce home felt like h^Gome

^CI've always found myself back h^Gere With a constant ringing in my h^Cead I'm still excited after all these y^Gears, September came and went^Em

^GThe ^Emcold on my f^Gace, I like to ^Embe outs^Gide I stare ^Emup at the s^Gtars when ^EmI get h^Come Tonight it's ^Emall weighing on my m^Gind ^GAfter t^Emhree A^GM I just s^Emtart to w^Grite, and my t^Emhoughts they a^Glways ^Emend up b^Clank Oh well, an^Emother time and another p^Glace

^CI've always found myself back h^Gere With a constant ringing in my h^Cead I'm still excited after all these y^Gears, September came and went

^N.C.I'm poor and I'm happy ^N.C.I'm tired and I'm cranky ^N.C.I'm poor and I'm happy at least most of the time I feel y^Goung, I feel restless I'm a f^Gool, and I'm reckless But I'm p^Goor and I'm happy at least most of the t^Gime ^Em

^CI've always found myself back h^Gere With a constant ringing in my h^Cead I'm still excited after all these y^Gears, September came and went ^CI've always found myself back h^Gere With a constant ringing in my h^Cead I'm still excited after all these y^Gears, September came and went