Текст песни Boxed - Pyrophoria

Oh a letter for me came in the mail today
A picture, 1, 000 words she won't say
Turn a mind's eye from a mirror's dismay
I climbed into a box and sent myself away

I am boxed in like a match
Ain't no room to scratch

The walls you climb are there to keep you in
The water you tread is there so you won't swim
I am a fighter in a match looking grim
I came out swinging as though I'd win

I am boxed in like a match
Ain't no room to scratch

Take this panic away from me child
I was key phrased and cabinet filed
I was abused and clinically trialed
Now I'm a flower that went wild
I'm the beaten down who smiled
I am the girl who's glad to be exiled