Number of Lyrics in Album : 12
By Die Happy, Is it a physical reaction
A final loss of satisfaction
You
By Die Happy, Everyday is a weekend
Think of all the money
We
By Die Happy, What's your excuse for being you?
What turns you on
By Die Happy, What I say evident
And I hope you understand
I am
By Die Happy, You squeeze the cross
You burn the source
You jump
By Die Happy, There's a traffic jam outside my window
There's a red
By Die Happy, Look at me now
I tremble like a fallen leaf
Spinning around
When
By Die Happy, Sittin' deep in a leather chair, it's dark
Curtain's up and
By Die Happy, Here I am
Caught in the moment
Seems to be frozen
Lost in
By Die Happy, They were children fighting in the fields
Muddy faces, bows
By Die Happy, I kissed your lips - you said that I was
By Die Happy, Your soul is a pilot
But the rusty aeroplane cannot