Deathbox

Is this a shakedown? You pay what you want

And everybody gets a discount till they don't anymore

You can't think straight since they gave you the bends

Out standing in your field, but baby, I'm on the fence

And it's okay, despite what you've heard

There's no solace in the dollar, you found God, I got interred

But I'm not sure it's all gonna create

What you intend to create, not gonna fight you for a parking space

Aye, aye, aye, aw

The world keeps calling me, come on, girl, spit it out

But all they want to say is I look better now

Maybe it's not who you know

You're on your own now, is that what you want?

See, I used to understand it, but I don't anymore

It's so easy in cheap hotel chains

To eavesdrop on conversations and imagine what I'd say

Pressure changing in an elevator death box

Exchanging glances and a dirty thought

Well, I'd do anything to get off right here

But this isn't my floor

But if you really wanna leave it behind

You know that all it takes is a little time

If I knew how to offer it, I'd give you mine

God, we'd be out of here like that

We'd be out of here, we'd be out of here

God, we'd be out of here like that

The world keeps calling me, come on, girl, spit it out

But all they want to say is I look better now

The world keeps calling me, come on, girl, spit it out

But all they want to say is I look better now

The world keeps calling me, come on, girl, spit it out