My dirty socks Are getting filthy Walked through the rain I'm feeling guilty My feet stink, around the clock Was it something I said Collapsed my bunk bed And crushed my poor head flat Like a cardboard box It's always something Walked through my pain I feel it coming It's too big For me to block Okay, this time Your reasons rhyme Not gone awry Send back my spine There's just one line To now describe I'm feeling fine- Ly ground, I fly Into the dust But I'm always somewhere I have to trust That I can't always breathe this air That life will only be unfair That I'll be folded flat and square Like a cardboard box