Monday, June 24, 2013

How about One More: A Box


A Box
by King's X

Lonely days will come and go, nothing new unless
you're bold, revolution #19 brand new wave of anger
Stain yourself with pumpkin pie, liquid tattoo
I got mine, don't forget forgetfulness, call it
Deconstruction
There is no room inside a box,
there is no room inside.
Way down in the deep depress, colder than the
coldest yes, we all know of loneliness
others to another, just a place to run and hide
just a place to free your mind, just a place to
break the chains and find whatever matters
There is no room inside a box,
there is no room inside.

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