woke up this morning
closed in on all sides
nothing doing
i feel resistance
as i open my eyes
someone’s fooling
i’ve found a way to break through this cellophane line
cause i know what’s going on in my own mind
am i living in a box
am i living in a cardboard box
am i living in a box
am i living in a cardboard box
am i living in a box
life goes in circles
around and around circulating
i sometimes wonder
what’s moving underground
i’m escaping
i’ve found a way to break through this cellophane line
cause i know what’s going on in my own mind
am i living in a box living
am i living in a cardboard box
am i living in a box living
am i living in a cardboard box
am i living in a box
woah
uhhuh
i found a way to break through this cellophane line
cause i know what’s going on in my own mind
am i living in a box living
am i living in a cardboard box
am i living in a box living
am i living in a cardboard box
am i living in a box living
am i living in a cardboard box
am i living in a box living
am i living in a cardboard box
am i living in a box living
am i living in a cardboard box
am i living in a box living
am i living in a cardboard box
am i living am i living am i living
am i living am i living am i living
am i living in a box am i living am i living
am i living in a cardboard box
am i living in a box am i living am i living
am i living in a cardboard box
am i living in a box
Artist: Living In A Box
Year: 1987
Decade: 80s
Language: en
Word Count: 142