Murder in a Box Songtext
von Grope

One, two, three, four

Cold – I′m growing cold
My feelings are not OK, I can't relate
Hard – my heart is hard
My brain is washed every day, my empty mate

Truth is such a fragile word, I′d rather hear the lie
A TV set is fun, I disconnect my brain, thinking hurts, thinking hurts

Yeah, murder in a box
Yeah, Life's a paradox
I try to understand
You understand?

Death – death doesn't scare me
I live in fiction all day, I have no filter
Me – immortal me
You make a hole on my brain, I′m already dead


Truth is such a fragile word, I′d rather hear the lie
A TV set is fun, I disconnect my brain, thinking hurts, thinking hurts

Yeah, murder in a box
Yeah, Life's a paradox
I try to understand
You understand?

Help – I need some help
I watch the TV all day, it won′t turn off
Stop – can't make it stop
Remote control my life, my life′s on hold

Truth is such a fragile word, I'd rather hear the lie
A TV set is fun, I disconnect my brain, thinking hurts, thinking hurts

Yeah, murder in a box
Yeah, Life′s a paradox
I try to understand
You understand?