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