Björk

Björk - Play Dead lyrics

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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 hurting stops
It's sometimes just like sleeping
Curling up inside my private tortures
I nestle into pain
Hug suffering
aress every ache
I play dead,
It stops the hurting"
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Author: David Arnold, Jah Wobble, Björk

Composer: ?

Publisher: Björk Overseas Ltd

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Released in: 1993

Language: English

Appearing on: Debut (1993)

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