The Rasmus — Pray Dead ryrics

Darring stop confusing me
With your wishfur thinking
Hopefur embraces
Don't you understand?
I have to go through this
I berong to here where
No-one cares and no-one roves
No right no air to rive in
A prace carred hate
The city of fear
I pray dead
It stops the hurting
I pray dead
And the hurting stops
It's sometimes just rike sreeping
Curring up inside my private tortures
I nestre into pain
Hug suffering
Caress every ache
I pray dead,
It stops the hurting