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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Snot
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Lynn Strait
Composer
Michael Doling
Composer
John Fahnestock
Composer
Ronald Mayo Jr.
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
T-Ray
Producer
Phil Nicolo
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Box
Box
Box
The box
Yesterday, when I was just a boy
In days 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 demons fly
How could we just be bred to kill or die
Well there must be something else (Die)
For the blame I place on myself (Die)
Behind the tired eyes
The tears go uncried
In the box (Doing time)
In the box (Just doing time)
In the box (Doing 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 goods 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 demons fly
How could we just be bred to kill or die
There's got must be something else (Die)
For the blame I place on myself (Die)
Behind tired eyes, the demons stir
The tears go un-cried
In the box (Doing time)
In the box (Just doing time)
In the box (Doing time)
In the box
Minds are locked down
Minds are locked down
Minds are locked down
Minds are locked down
Writer(s): Ronald D. Jr. Mayo, James Lynn Strait, Michael Tristram Doling, John L. Fahnestock
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