Cruel Games

Taken away by your charm I fell

Under your scheme you cast your spell

And making me play your game was cruel

When you were the one to make the rules

You claim you are better than all of the rest

When only the side that you show is your best

And how am I going to make up my mind

When I can't see what's creeping from up behind

Trust no one, just hold on to what you got

And sooner or later you'll run out of luck

I feel as though your burning through me, now

Burning through my soul

I feel as though your burning through me, now

Burning through my soul

Trust no one, just hold on to what you got

And sooner or later you'll run out of luck

I feel as though your burning through me, now

Burning through my soul

I feel as though your burning through me, now

Burning through my soul

Trust no one, just hold on to what you got

And sooner or later you'll run out of luck

I feel as though your burning through me, now

Burning through my soul

I feel as though your burning through me, now

Burning through my soul