you're a little box...
where i've put all my dirty little secrets in...
i've sneaked in all of my fears...
i've flooded it with all my dreams...
kicked it around when i'm was down...
picked it up when i needed it around...
something good to sit by...
somewhere to rest my heavy head...
you are not a perfect box...
a chip here and there...
colour may have faded a bit...
but you're a box i know i can live with...
at the end of the day...
you're just a box...
no matter what i do...
i can never seem to fit in it...
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