BOXNOTCARE Lyrics

There are voices chosen to speak

There are

People choose them and there are lords who speak using their voice

My lord is trapped in my head

(My lord is trapped in my head)

It's trapped in my mind with no placement or location

Maybe it should have been a bit more patient

With its trials and tribulations

I can mess with it and it can mess with my cadence

There's not a fragrant

Inside my mind the lord is vacant

There's no placement

Repeating the block without hesitation

It's a wall to crawl and go through these withdrawals and go through it all

Should I ball?

Have my assets thaw?

Like there's no end to tomorrow, no sorrow, or anything I haven't borrowed

Parents left, friends too

But not their fault it's my issue

Placement feels vacant

And repetition goes away and my placement

Of repetition and placing and placement vacancy