When I'm done with my job keep me locked in a box where it's quiet and dark and I'm robbed of my senses. I'll sleep without thought, at peace between worlds, till you pull me back out when again I am useful.
When I'm done with my job keep me locked in a box where it's quiet and dark and I'm robbed of my senses. I'll sleep without thought, at peace between worlds, till you pull me back out when again I am useful.