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| Bjork Miscellaneous Play Dead Bjork - Play Dead - 7" mix by Tim Simenon Darling, stop confusing me, with your wishful thinking. Hopeful embraces, Don't you understand? Ihave to go through this, I belong to care where no-one cares, and no-one loves. No light no air to live in, a place called hate, The City of Death. I play dead, It stops the hurting. I play dead, and the hurt stops. Its sometimes just like sleeping, curling up inside my private tortures. I nestle into pain, Hug suffering, caress every nerve (?). I play dead, ( ) It stops the hurting. ( repeat to fade ) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ What a song, what a woman - *sigh*... RiK (iszrjw@scs.leeds.ac.uk) |
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