Текст песни Play Dead (Tim Simenon 7" Remix) - Björk , David Arnold
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
hurt
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
I
play
dead,
it
stops
the
hurting
I
play
dead,
it
stops
the
hurting
I
play
dead,
it
stops
the
hurting
1 Atlantic
2 Play Dead (Tim Simenon 7" Remix)
3 There’s More to Life Than This
4 There's More To Life Than This (Live At The Milk Bar Toilets)
5 There Is More to Life Than This
6 There's More to Life Than This (recorded live at the Milk Bar toilets)
7 There's More to Life Than This (Live Version)
8 There's More to Life Than This (recorded live at the Milk Bar toilets)
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