Happy Virus - Hundreds

In my tiny little plastic box

Where coffein is the only drug

The doors and windows never open

Something contagious could come up

We see where the horizon ends

And scream until our lies will heard

We open up we leave the key

Find out what it means to me

We waste our time on borderlines

And never ask what will become

Our hearts are filled with empty shells

The work is done, the work is done

The work is done, the work is done

We live in happy little boxes

Celebrate shopping all day long

Back home, we drink nice carbo liquids

A taste of life on my tongue (2x)

In my tiny little colony

Something contagious will come up

The doors and windows are all broken

The virus as a gentle hug

We sympathize with open ends

And scream until our lies will heard

We open up we leave the key

Find out what it means to me

We live in happy little boxes

Celebrate shopping all day long

Back home, we drink nice carbo liquids

A taste of life on my tongue (2x)