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