| I know a guy who lives in a box
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| He built it himself of cement and rocks
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| And he’ll never come out though I beg and plead
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| He’s got all that he wants if not all that he needs
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| You see he couldn’t take the world and what it’s done to him
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| He just had to escape, had to shut himself in
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| Now his walls are his friends so he’s never alone
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| And he’s never bothered in his cubic home
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| Living in a box
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| Every night and day
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| Living in a box
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| And I’m here to stay
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| Living in a box
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| There’s no escape
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| And though I try
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| I can never get away, HEY!
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| Out in my box that is also my van
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| Just another six weeks of one night stands
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| And I can’t get away, cause it’s where that I go
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| From the van to the club to our nightly hotel
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| You see it takes me to places, even took me to you
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| I got no choice, I gotta pay my dues
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| Worth it or not, there’s no escape from my cell
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| One hour of fun for twenty three of Hell
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| Living in a box for so long
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| I got to find my way out to go on
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| And what I got is no time for you
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| I’m in my box without a thing to do
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| Look at yourself, you’re living the same
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| Locked behind walls that your brother has made
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| You were born in a box, you work in a box, you live in a box AND YOU’LL DIE IN
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| A BOX
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| So much more that’s outside your sphere
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| But you walk on by never knowing how near
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| So much more than the walls do show
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| But if you’re not very careful then you’ll never know! |