What's the shape of happiness?

Natural ecstasy. You know what am I talking about. You close your eyes while dancing in the club. Your mind frees from any affliction, pushed by the endorphines, and you can feel the music inside your chest. Your hands fly liberated from any shame. You, finally, are connected. Everything seems possible [because it is], and then, you just smile.

I believe in the wonder
I believe this new life to gain

Like a God that I’m under
There’s a drugs running through my veigns

I believe in the wonder
I believe I can touch the flame
There’s a spell that I’m under
Got to fly, I don’t feel no shame

The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine