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)