Play Dead - Björk

Play Dead Lyrics

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 fearI play dead
It stops the hurting
I play dead
And hurting stopsIt's sometimes just like sleeping
Curling up inside my private tortures
I nestle into pain
Hug suffering
Caress every acheI play dead
It stops the hurting

Songwriters
VALO, VILLE HERMANNIPublished by
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