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The Box

Yesterday, I was just a boy

In times of youthful hero worship

My kind have been molded

By images on the screenBrought up to emulate the big guns

Another guest on death's best show

The influence cuts deeper than mom knows

Electric waves the demon's flyNow could we just be bred to kill or die

There must be something else

The blame I place on myself

Behind tired eyes the demons stir

The tears go un-criedIn the box, doin' time, now that I'm grown

Abandoned childhood toys

But still what danger have I retained?

To grab the brass ringAnd go in for the kill and covet the goods

You know dem got for murder

In the box doin' time

And the minds are locked down

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