Eden House Play Dead
Darling stop confusing me With your wishful thinking Hopeful enbraces 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
I play dead It stops the hurting I play dead And hurting stops
It's sometimes just like sleeping Curling up inside my private tortures I nestle into pain Hug suffering Caress every ache
I play dead It stops the hurting
