Woorden: Morcheeba. Living Hell.

Locked in a cage by yourself
Downtrodden rage breeds poor health
Make an excuse then duck out
It?s self induced, knuckle back
Try to get off, go somewhere
Dying for love way out there

If you want to escape this living hell
Cast off your chains and be free
If you don?t believe you owe it to yourself
You can owe it to me, owe it to me

Wipe of the dust, let it shine
You can adjust, given time
Ready to leave, you show up
You got a grief, come, grow up

If you want to escape this living hell
Cast off your chains and be free
If you don?t believe you owe it to yourself
You can owe it to me

If you want to escape this living hell
Cast off your chains and be free
If you don?t believe you owe it to yourself
You can owe it to me

I?m here to help, you decline
Wanna rebel by design
Cut off your nose to spite your face
And superimpose your disgrace

If you want to escape this living hell
Cast off your chains and be free
If you don?t believe you owe it to yourself
You can owe it to me

If you want to escape this living hell
Cast off your chains and be free
If you don?t believe you owe it to yourself
You can owe it to me

I?ll find a way to lead you astray
Just a little longer
I?ll find a way to lead you astray
Stay a little longer

I?ll find a way to lead you astray
Just a little longer
I?ll find a way to lead you astray
Stay a little longer

Yeah, you can owe it to me
You can owe it to me
You can owe it to me
You can owe it to me, to me
You can owe it to me