SINGER: The Rasmus

SONG:Play Dead

Darling
stop confusing me
with your wishful thinking
hopeful embaces
dont 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 hurtings stops
Its sometimes just like sleeping
curling up inside my private tortures
i nestle into pain
hug suffering
cares every aches
I play dead
it stops the hurting
iplay dead
and the hurting stops