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The box
I have to box you up
I have to become mean
I’ll get hurt time and again,
If I set you free
I’m sorry you can’t be happy
I’m sorry but you’re to pure
The world we’re in is poisonous
And I’ve yet to find the cure
So you have to hide for now
That’s why you have to run
If not you will be blinded
When you think you’ve found the one
Go away and leave for now
Go away and let me work
Go away and come back later,
That way you won’t get hurt
I want to make you happy
But I have to say goodbye
I had to box you up, that’s why I’m cold inside.
