Every day it`s all the same no matter how I turn or twist my brain
I toss my body and scratch my f*ckin` mind
I bend and duck but I bounce `gainst things all time
I`m left in this box I`m firmly and all stuck
I`m neatly tied and shelved I`m choked contained withheld
Outta space I`m growing outta space
I think I`m goin` crazy
Outta space I`m growing outta space
It`s driving me crazy
Outta space I`m growing outta space
I think I`m goin` crazy
Outta space I`m growing outta space
I think I`m goin` out of my mind
I open my eyes wide to see some light
I take a breath and feel my box too tight
No matter how I press and push all day
That f*ckin` lid of mine won`t give away
I`m left in this box...
Outta space...