Chest Box
John Is Gone
Self inflicted wounds Pain and misery vow If I do hurt myself No one can hurt me now Put me in your chest box I won't feel any pain Put me in your chest box ... I've misspelled the word love I thought it would only get me this once I've been sunk in agony, dysentery, misbelieve all intriguing Oh I still believe in you, yes I, Yes I do Put me in your chest box You won't feel any shame Put me in your chest box Put me in your chest box And I, I'll pick up the remains Put me in your chest box