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