The Rasmus - Björk - Play dead

The Rasmus live. Lyrics: Darling, stop confusing me, With your wishful thinking. Hopeful embraces, 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 hurting stops. Its 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.