BLACK BOX Songtext / Lyric

I've got these visions that run through my head. Fill me up until they wind me up dead. Now I've had sweet time, but here I hang on a thread.
Run me on empty and play games with my head.

She is a wrecking machine.
Set me in a little black box.
Locked me up and threw away the key.
Guess you define insanity.

You give me patience, I make you feel dread.
Pushed off my perch, so I knocked you off your pegs.
So you make me feel? Yeah, that's what she said.
This life is surreal, take a gun to the head.

She is a wrecking machine.
Set me in a little black box.
Locked me up and threw away the key.
Guess you define insanity.

I've got these visions that run through my head.
Fill me up until they wind me up dead.
Now I've had sweet time, but here I hang on a thread.
This life is surreal, take a gun to the head.