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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...
- Album:
- Purity Of Essence
- Miscellaneous
- Purity of Essence (Disc I)
- In Memory of Quorthon, Vol. III
- Purity of Essence, Vol. 1 (Remastered)
- Album
- In Memory of Quorthon, Volume III
- In Memory of Quorthon, Volume I
- When Our Day Is Through
- Black Mark Attack Vol. II
- Off Road Tracks, Volume 3
- A Black Mark Tribute, Vol. II
- A Black Mark Tribute II
- In Memory of Quorthon, Vol. I