darling stop confusing me
with your wishful thinking
hopeful enbraces
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 hurting stops
it's sometimes just like sleeping
curling up inside my private tortures
i nestle into pain
hug suffering
caress every ache
björk'ün 1993 tarihli debut albümünün 12. ve son şarkısı. albüm boyunca hareketli havayı pek fazla bozmamış olan björk bu kapanışla sizi altüst eder.björk'ün debut albümündeki en iyi şarkısıdır bence. sözleri:
dar-ling...
stop confusing me
with-your-wish-ful-thin-king.
hopeful embraces,
don't you understand?
i have 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.
