Boxes

Your life unfolds in a little square box of numbers, letters, symbols; they whirl around you, unintelligible, and you take them as they are. Do you know - at all? Do you know you are stuck? When one's been drowning all their life do they realize they're fucked? Oh, you're searching for some way to escape this feeling. Oh, but all the doors are locked. You're happy, you think. It's just another word, isn't it? You close your eyes and block out all the noise And hope it's close enough. Oh, you're searching for some way to escape this feeling. Oh, but all your paths are blocked. Ooooh... Oh, you're searching for some way to escape this feeling. Oh, your life is on the rocks. Oh, you're searching for some way to escape this feeling. But oh, you're stuck inside a box.