darling
stop confusing me
with your wishful thinking
hopeful embraces
don't you understand?
i have to go through this
i belong to here
where no-one cares and no-one loves
no light no air to live in
a place called hate
the city of fear

haaa
hrmm-yeah!
haaaaa

i play dead
it stops the hurting
i play dead
and the hurt stops
its sometimes just like sleeping
curling up inside my private tortures
i nestle into pain
hug suffering
caress every ache

haaaa
hrmm-yeah!
haaaaaaa

i play dead
it stops the hurting



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