the box

• snot'ın bir şarkısı...
  
  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
  
  just 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 the tired eyes
  the tears go uncried
  
  in the box
  doin' time
  in the box
  just like doin' time
  in the box
  doin' time
  in the box
  
  now that i'm grown
  abandoned childhood toys
  but still what danger
  have i retained
  to grab the brass ring
  to go in for the kill
  and covet the good you know 'dem got for
  murder
  
  it's just 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 got to be something else
  the blame i place on myself
  behind tired eyes
  the demon's stir
  the tears go uncried
  
  in the box
  doin' time
  in the box
  just like doin' time
  in the box
  doin' time
  in the box
  
  minds are locked down
  (out)
  minds are locked down
  (out)
  minds are locked down
  (out)
  minds are locked down
  (out)