Life inside the music box ain't easy

The malots hit the gears are always turning

And everyone inside the mechanism

Is yearning

To get out

And sing another melody completely

So different from the one they're always singing

I close my eyes and think that i have found me

But then i feel mortality sorround

I want to sing another melody

So different from the one i always sing

But when i do the dishes

I run the water very very very hot

And then i fill the sink to the top with bubbles of soap

And then i set all the bottle caps i own afloat

And it's the greatest voyage in the history of plastic

And then i slip my hands in and start to make waves

And then i dip my tongue in a take a taste

It tastes like soap but it doesn't realy taste like soap

And then i lower in my whole mouth and take a gulp

...and start to feel mortality sorround me

I close my eyes and think that i have found me

But life inside the music box ain't easy

The malots hit the gears are always turning

And every one inside the mechanism

Is yearning to get out

And sing another melody completely

Is yearning to get out

Is yearning to get out

Is yearning to get out...