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 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 Play Dead,
It Stops The Hurting