| Song | Die Young |
| Artist | Little Fish |
| Album | Baffled And Beat |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I am the sun | |
| I borrow your name | |
| Got off my motorbike | |
| Walked to the dust | |
| Through the desert plain | |
| When I first came here | |
| There was a black hole | |
| Now there’s an ocean | |
| And I am a floating doll | |
| Whistle in vain, I whistle alone | |
| Wish I could have loved you, my flesh and bone | |
| We’re all born to die, we live alone | |
| Fetch me a pistol | |
| And get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Let me die young | |
| I am the wind | |
| Undress my skin | |
| You keep me dancing still | |
| My shadows on a cliff | |
| And I’ve already fallen in | |
| When I first came here | |
| There was a black hole | |
| Now there’s an ocean | |
| And I am a floating doll | |
| I’m helpless | |
| I’m helpless | |
| Whistle in vain, I whistle alone | |
| Wish I could have loved you, my flesh and bone | |
| We’re all born to die, we live alone | |
| Fetch me a pistol | |
| And get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Let me die young | |
| Tomorrow’s horizon | |
| S’gonna come and visit me | |
| To announce, to announce its promises of hate | |
| I hate it when its words aren’t for me | |
| Whistle in vain, I whistle alone | |
| I wish I could have loved you, my flesh and bone | |
| We’re all born to die, we live alone | |
| Fetch me a pistol | |
| And get me a, get me a | |
| Whistle in vain, I whistle alone | |
| I wish I could have loved you, my flesh and bone | |
| We’re all born to die, we live alone | |
| Fetch me a pistol | |
| And get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun |
| I am the sun | |
| I borrow your name | |
| Got off my motorbike | |
| Walked to the dust | |
| Through the desert plain | |
| When I first came here | |
| There was a black hole | |
| Now there' s an ocean | |
| And I am a floating doll | |
| Whistle in vain, I whistle alone | |
| Wish I could have loved you, my flesh and bone | |
| We' re all born to die, we live alone | |
| Fetch me a pistol | |
| And get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Let me die young | |
| I am the wind | |
| Undress my skin | |
| You keep me dancing still | |
| My shadows on a cliff | |
| And I' ve already fallen in | |
| When I first came here | |
| There was a black hole | |
| Now there' s an ocean | |
| And I am a floating doll | |
| I' m helpless | |
| I' m helpless | |
| Whistle in vain, I whistle alone | |
| Wish I could have loved you, my flesh and bone | |
| We' re all born to die, we live alone | |
| Fetch me a pistol | |
| And get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Let me die young | |
| Tomorrow' s horizon | |
| S' gonna come and visit me | |
| To announce, to announce its promises of hate | |
| I hate it when its words aren' t for me | |
| Whistle in vain, I whistle alone | |
| I wish I could have loved you, my flesh and bone | |
| We' re all born to die, we live alone | |
| Fetch me a pistol | |
| And get me a, get me a | |
| Whistle in vain, I whistle alone | |
| I wish I could have loved you, my flesh and bone | |
| We' re all born to die, we live alone | |
| Fetch me a pistol | |
| And get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun |
| I am the sun | |
| I borrow your name | |
| Got off my motorbike | |
| Walked to the dust | |
| Through the desert plain | |
| When I first came here | |
| There was a black hole | |
| Now there' s an ocean | |
| And I am a floating doll | |
| Whistle in vain, I whistle alone | |
| Wish I could have loved you, my flesh and bone | |
| We' re all born to die, we live alone | |
| Fetch me a pistol | |
| And get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Let me die young | |
| I am the wind | |
| Undress my skin | |
| You keep me dancing still | |
| My shadows on a cliff | |
| And I' ve already fallen in | |
| When I first came here | |
| There was a black hole | |
| Now there' s an ocean | |
| And I am a floating doll | |
| I' m helpless | |
| I' m helpless | |
| Whistle in vain, I whistle alone | |
| Wish I could have loved you, my flesh and bone | |
| We' re all born to die, we live alone | |
| Fetch me a pistol | |
| And get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Let me die young | |
| Tomorrow' s horizon | |
| S' gonna come and visit me | |
| To announce, to announce its promises of hate | |
| I hate it when its words aren' t for me | |
| Whistle in vain, I whistle alone | |
| I wish I could have loved you, my flesh and bone | |
| We' re all born to die, we live alone | |
| Fetch me a pistol | |
| And get me a, get me a | |
| Whistle in vain, I whistle alone | |
| I wish I could have loved you, my flesh and bone | |
| We' re all born to die, we live alone | |
| Fetch me a pistol | |
| And get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun | |
| Get me a gun |