James Lynn Strait The Box Lyrics

The Box Lyrics

Yesterday when I was just a boy in times of youthful hero worship 
My kind have been molded by images on the screen 
Brought up to emulate the big guns 
Another guest on death`s best show 
The influence cuts deeper than mom knows 
Electric waves the demon`s fly 
Now could we just be bred to kill or DIE 
There must be something else 
The blame I place on myself 
Behind tired eyes the demons stir 
The tears go uncried 
In the Box - doin` time 
Now that I`m grown 
Abandoned childhood toys 
But still what danger have I retained? 
To grab the brass ring 
& go in for the kill & covet the goods you know dem got for murder 
In the box - doin` time 
& the minds are locked down