Paroles de Play Dead
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.
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
I play dead, It stops the hurting.
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 the 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.
GUDMUNDSDOTTIR, BJORK / WARDLE, JOHN JOSEPH / ARNOLD, DAVID GEORGE
© Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing
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© Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing
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