Play Dead
Darling stop confusing meWith your wishful thinkingHopeful embracesDon't you understand?I have to go through thisI belong to here whereNo-one cares and no-one lovesNo light no air to live inA place called hateThe city of fearI play deadIt stops the hurtingI play deadAnd the hurting stopsIt's sometimes just like sleepingCurling up inside my private torturesI nestle into painHug sufferingCaress every acheI play dead,It stops the hurting