Thejudasobscure - You Never Stop Playing Lyrics

There is a little box
Tied shut with kite string
It stays under my bed
With all the other sad things

A case of plain wood
With hinges rotten
It always turns up
Just when I'd forgotten

And some days
It's nothing more than a wisp of cloud
In distant memory

But most nights
In the creases of darkness before the daybreak
I can hear it knock

And in that little box
Haunts an old familiar
With the eyes of a saint
And the hands of a killer

And when it wants out
My every breath's a battle
And underneath my bed
I hear it rattling

I won't open you
I won't open you
I won't open you
I won't open you

It's just a little box
But I don't dare unlock it
And I bet you've got
One just like it