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All - Box lyrics
I live in a box. I live on a one way street, but I don't mind. 'Cause I live alone. Nobody has to share my home. And if I could choose I might pick a bigger box But that's all I'd change, until I get a credit card My home on the range is underneath my black hat Until I wake up I will not be watching you so you should not be watching me I've got what I need. I've got a car that doesn't work. I've got blood to bleed. I've got a bar of soap. I've got shampoo too So I look like me but I smell like you. I won the Nobel Prize. I made a thinner dime. You know I'll get my act together when I find the time But right now I think that living is a place to lie down. You see I rule the dirt, so I'm the king of this town. I live in the dark. I live in the silence, and I can say That I see and hear how much more than the average bear And if I could choose I might pick a darker void But that's all I'd change, until I get a bigger club My home on the range is somewhere in the closet, Until I wake up. I will not be watching you so you should not be watching me So here's what we've got. You tell me what I am. I'll tell you what I am not. You tell me what I'm not. I'll tell you what I am. We'll both scratch our heads Like we give a damn. Please tell me who comes out ahead Was it me or you? Was it me or you? (probably you) I live in my skull. I'm under my eyelids. You can't touch me. 'Cause I'm fast asleep. You wouldn't like the friends I keep. And I could choose I might pick a larger head But that's all I'd change, until I get a safe way out. My home on the range is right behind my eyeballs. And don't you dare wake me up. |
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