Lyrics

Oh-oh, oh Yeah 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 hurt 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 I play dead It stops the hurting I play dead It stops the hurting I play dead It stops the hurting
Writer(s): Michael Hanmer, Michael Rainbow, Sara Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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