Play Dead

Uuuuuuuuh.

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.

Uuuuuuuh, ooooooh.
Eeeeh.

I play dead,
it stops the hurting.
I play dead,
and the hurting stops.
It's sometimes just like sleeping,
curling up inside my private tortures.
I nestle into pain.
Hug suffering,
caress every ache.

Uuuuuuuh, ooooooh.
Eeeeh.

I play dead. (x4)