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2002-04-23 @ 3:31 p.m.
darling stop confusing me
with your wishful thinking
hopeful embraces
don't you understand?
i have to go through this
i belong to 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
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
-bjork
and that is what i will do. i am numb. and i'll be new