I want a box around myselfnSo they can put me on the shelfnTo see the way I livenBut the holes are blockednBy everybody else insidenAs far as I can tellnThey're all living wellnLiving better, stillnOh, that's the way it isnClimbing up the corporate laddernTrying to escape through the roofnnCan you explain lives led in vain?nIt seems like everybody's looking for their way outnnIt's not a problem, it's hellnWe only do what people tellnBut can you tell me, anyonenThe consequences of setting someone free?nnCan you explain lives led in vain?nIt seems like everybody's looking for their way outnnHave you ever felt the pinchnWhen your life's confined?nWell, get your ass in linenIt's hard not to care what they saynI'd like to think we'll break awaynI don't believe that growing upnMeans cashing out and giving upnnCan you explain lives led in vain?nIt seems like everybody's looking for their way outnnThis box contains just one thingnThe fact that I will probably never find a waynnCan't you help me fade out?nYou know that everybody's looking for their way out