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...