the box
yesterday when i was just a boy in times of youthful hero worship my kind have been molded by images on the screen brought up to emulate the big guns another guest on death´s best show the influence cuts deeper than mom knows electric waves the demon´s fly now could we just be bred to kill or die there must be something else the blame i place on myself behind tired eyes the demons stir the tears go uncried in the box - doin´ time now that i´m grown abandoned childhood toys but still what danger have i retained? to grab the brass ring & go in for the kill & covet the goods you know dem got for murder in the box - doin´ time & the minds are locked down
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