Every
day
it's
all
the
same
no
matter
how
I
turn
or
twist
my
brain
I
toss
my
body
and
scratch
my
f*ckin'
mind
I
bend
and
duck
but
I
bounce
'gainst
things
all
time
I'm
left
in
this
box
I'm
firmly
and
all
stuck
I'm
neatly
tied
and
shelved
I'm
choked
contained
withheld
Outta
space
I'm
growing
outta
space
I
think
I'm
goin'
crazy
Outta
space
I'm
growing
outta
space
It's
driving
me
crazy
Outta
space
I'm
growing
outta
space
I
think
I'm
goin'
crazy
Outta
space
I'm
growing
outta
space
I
think
I'm
goin'
out
of
my
mind
I
open
my
eyes
wide
to
see
some
light
I
take
a
breath
and
feel
my
box
too
tight
No
matter
how
I
press
and
push
all
day
That
f*ckin'
lid
of
mine
won't
give
away
I'm
left
in
this
box...
Outta
space...