Karaoké Play Dead Björk

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 mmh can hey hey

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 I mmh can hey

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

I play dead it stops the hurting

I play dead