Crawling in a bin
So cool, these walls of steel
Feeling really small
Secluded and unseen

There’s something in me that wants to hide beneath a surface
To fold in, be unseen
A sense of covertness I hope is never ending
I’m longing, I just can’t seem

To breathe in open air
I need to be closed in
(Want to sense, the confidence, that I get being crumpled up into a bin)
There beneath that steel door, I feel secure

Crawling, in a bin
So cool, these walls of steel
Feeling really small
Secluded and unseen

This metal covering lid has been pulled upon me
I’m packed in, like a sardine
By my own will I sit inside this steel contraption
(this steel contraption)
No more longing, now I am free

There’s no more air around
I am fully closed in
(now I sense, the confidence, that I get being crumpled up into this bin)
Anxiety no more, I feel secure

Crawling, in a bin
So cool, these walls of steel
Feeling really small
Secluded and unseen

Crawling, in a bin
So cool, these walls of steel
Feeling really small
Secluded... secluded and unseen

There’s something in me that wants to hide beneath a surface
To fold in...
(secluded and unseen)
A total dormancy I hope is never ending
To be packed in...
(secluded and unseen)