| Woke up this morning
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| Closed in on all sides
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| Nothing doing
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| I feel resistance
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| As I open my eyes
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| Someone’s fooling
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| I’ve found a way to break
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| Through this cellophane line
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| Cause I know what’s going on In my own mind
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| Am I living in a box
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| Am I living in a cardboard box
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| Am I living in a box
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| Am I living in a cardboard box
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| Am I living in a box
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| Life goes in circles
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| Around and around circulation
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| I sometimes wonder
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| What’s moving underground
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| I’m escaping
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| I’ve found a way …
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| I’ve found a way …
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| Am I living in a cardboard box
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| Am I living in a box (living)
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| Am I living in a cardboard box
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| Am I living in a box (living)
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| Am I living in a cardboard box
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| Am I living in a box (living)
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| Am I living in a cardboard box
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| Am I living am I living am I living
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| Am I living am I living am I living
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| (In a box)
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| Am I living am I living
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| Am I living in cardboard box
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| Am I living in a box
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| Am I living am I living
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| Am I living in a cardboard box
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| Am I living in a box |