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Every day its all the same no matter how I turn or twist my brain
I toss my body and scratch my fckin mind
I bend and duck but I bounce gainst things all time
Im left in this box Im firmly and all stuck
Im neatly tied and shelved Im choked contained withheld
Outta space Im growing outta space
I think Im goin crazy
Outta space Im growing outta space
Its driving me crazy
Outta space Im growing outta space
I think Im goin crazy
Outta space Im growing outta space
I think Im 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 fckin lid of mine wont give away
Im left in this box…
Outta space…