| behind the doors of my dark cell | |
| i wounded my hands on these chains | |
| i have been locked into that cage for so long | |
| so please come let me out | |
| a lifetime of pain cuts my body like razorblades | |
| i have got some plans for you | |
| come let me out and play | |
| i have got some plans for myself too | |
| i just want to live free | |
| give me just one good reason why should i believe | |
| why does that way to heaven seem to be too far for me | |
| what have i done to deserve this and how much pain can i take | |
| why is that door to my cage always locked from the outside | |
| oh that chains what a torture | |
| loosen them if only for a moment | |
| let that broken heart breathe again | |
| why is that door to my cage always locked from the outside | |
| the more time that passes, the greater my suffering grows | |
| i drag myself forwards, backwards and around in a circle | |
| so come on breathe my broken heart | |
| why does that way to heaven seem to be too far for me | |
| what have i done to deserve this and how much pain can i take |