darling stop confusing me with your wishful thinking hopeful enbraces 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 hurting 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 http://www.flickr.com/photos/aye_lee_dee/