Trapped in a box
With no way out
No way around it
Nowhere and no one to turn to

Everyone says I will get over it, but I know I won't
My life is a living hell

Trapped in a box
With no way out
No way around it
Nowhere and no one to turn to

I say I have no fears, but deep down I know I do
Terrified by my perilous nightmare, I turn to face you

Trapped in a box
With no way out
No way around it
Nowhere and no one to turn to

You see the terror in my eyes
But you just turn your back and say, "It'll be over soon, it's all in your
head."

Trapped in a box
With no way out
No way around it
Nowhere and no one to turn to

You say, "It's your mind playing games." I say that's not true. You see
nothing that goes on with me or inside me.
I start to run, but death approaches, and I fall. I try to grab your hand.
I succeed. But my hand slips out of yours, and I fall and die. For it is
not your fault it happens. It is my own. For I have been wanting to die.
Good-bye, my friend.