James Lynn Strait - The Box lyrics

Yesterday when i was just a boy in times of youthful hero worship My kind have been molded by images on the screen Brought up to emulate the big guns Another guest on d**h's best show The influence cuts deeper than mom knows Electric waves the demon's fly Now could we just be bred to k** or die There must be something else The blame i place on myself Behind tired eyes the demons stir The tears go uncried In the box - doin' time Now that i'm grown Abandoned childhood toys But still what danger have i retained? To grab the bra** ring & go in for the k** & covet the goods you know dem got for murder In the box - doin' time & the minds are locked down