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im tryin to hold on tight
lettin those bugs bite me badly..
i cant do anything but wait
wait
wait
for u..
is it jst me or is life playing a game?
some cellar games....

CH:im kneeing on da ground
hand cuffed to da floor
id rather not make a sound
cuz ur such a bore
ooh
plz be gentle to my heart
my life is getting cut off as we speak
im jst behind bars
cuz im jst playin cellar games
yeah.. im blind and cant move
to be set free?
im not approved......
my voice is
weak
i cannot speak
cuz life is sucha horror........
to be like me,
u must be
and leave thee alone.....
to play cellar games...........

da light has spoken her last words
and da very few chirp..them birds
im dressed up in black
my face a disaster
im looking up now
but still kneeling
i cant go to hell!
its to short and to quiet it!!
jst a little love!
oh!
ud no id buy it!!
dear com close to me and help me from these cellar games!!!
life is playing some sort of trick
i keep thinking watd happen to me now?
i was very sinful
and i no
i vow!! and declare
i shall neva be so hateful in my life!!

CH:

jst plz me save from this torcher!
illutions
conclusions!
they never make any sense
cuz im hre and im drenched
i want som love
want it bad so plz!

just save me from these cellar games..............
twisted