Sit around
With an empty box
To keep all those things
You have lost
Words and memories that all
Slip away
Leave them in your box
To decay
And I bit off more
Than I can chew
The hand that feeds me
Is turning blue
Won't you come with me and
Smell the daisies
We can go to sleep in a
Field of poppies
Just don't
Wake me up
Can't you see I'm happy
On the floor
I'll be stuck right here
When you need some more
I know how to make this
Go away
Leave me with my thoughts
I'll decay
And I bit off more
Than I can chew
The hand that feeds me
Is turning blue
Won't you come with me and
Smell the daisies
We can go to sleep in a
Field of poppies
Just don't
Wake me up
Loa - Box Lyrics
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Sit around
With an empty box
To keep all those things
You have lost
Words and memories that all
Slip away
Leave them in your box
To decay
And I bit off more
Than I can chew
The hand that feeds me
Is turning blue
Won't you come with me and
Smell the daisies
We can go to sleep in a
Field of poppies
Just don't
Wake me up
Can't you see I'm happy
On the floor
I'll be stuck right here
When you need some more
I know how to make this
Go away
Leave me with my thoughts
I'll decay
And I bit off more
Than I can chew
The hand that feeds me
Is turning blue
Won't you come with me and
Smell the daisies
We can go to sleep in a
Field of poppies
Just don't
Wake me up
With an empty box
To keep all those things
You have lost
Words and memories that all
Slip away
Leave them in your box
To decay
And I bit off more
Than I can chew
The hand that feeds me
Is turning blue
Won't you come with me and
Smell the daisies
We can go to sleep in a
Field of poppies
Just don't
Wake me up
Can't you see I'm happy
On the floor
I'll be stuck right here
When you need some more
I know how to make this
Go away
Leave me with my thoughts
I'll decay
And I bit off more
Than I can chew
The hand that feeds me
Is turning blue
Won't you come with me and
Smell the daisies
We can go to sleep in a
Field of poppies
Just don't
Wake me up
Writer: Hunter Plemmons
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