Play Dead

Bjork

Bjork - Play Dead - 7" mix by Tim Simenon

Darling, stop confusing me,

with your wishful thinking.

Hopeful embraces,

Don't you understand?

Ihave to go through this,

I belong to care where no-one cares,

and no-one loves.

No light no air to live in,

a place called hate,

The City of Death.

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 nerve (?).

I play dead,       (                )

It stops the hurting.  ( repeat to fade )

What a song, what a woman - *sigh*...

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