Die Happy "Addictive" paroles

Addictive

Home alone, you don't know what to do.Turning on the TV seems to be the answer.Sep inside and be a part, you fool.Following the sugar beans they feed ya,Happy! 'Cause they want ya…To believe what you see.

Home alone, you solitary guy,Addictive Watch the superstars show their livesAnd you're right in the middle.The TV screen stuck needles in your arms,You're hypnotizedThe reflection in your eyes is your religion.You believe, you receive,What you see, what you need.

So addictive,So familiar,So amazing,So predictable…Don’t you cross the line.So addictive,So familiar,So amazing,So predictable…You lose yourself in lies.

Home alone,you don't know what good to do.It's true and faithful,Step by step you're getting digital.You hate the hated, love the lovedThe addiction's getting painful.Don't believe, you receive…What you see, what you need.

So addictive,So familiar,So amazing,So predictable…Don’t you cross the line.So addictive,So familiar,So amazing,So predictable…You lose yourself in lies.

They've got a recipe for Life!They've got a recipe for Love!They've got a recipe for Life!And for you…They've got a recipe for Life!They've got a recipe for Love!They've got a recipe for Life!And it's so addictive.

So addictive,So familiar,So amazing,So predictable…Don’t you cross the line.So addictive,So familiar,So amazing,So predictable…You lose yourself in lies.

So predictable…