Authors: Björk Gudmundsdottir, David Arnold, Jah Wobble ————————————————————————— 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