No shame for living low Box life is all he knows Face scarred and jagged eyes He sleeps among the flies One more drink it soothes the pain Walking the streets nothing to gain Hoping to live for one more day The truth remains to guide the way It's what he lives thru The costly struggle Compelling torture The thing he calls Box life (X 4) He's dragging day by day Nothing left for him to say Helping hand comes once or twice Living alone he rolls the dice The path not chosen Don't know the reason Never-ending Horror The constant fall