Songtext von Playing Dead

Shivering hands between her thighs Surrounded by the people she prefers Backstage party, hungry eyes Staring at the bands right next to her Is this supposed to be the night But something seems to bother her inside She feels no pain at all Coming across as strange and small When every star is gone, and lights turn into red She cuts herself raw Playing dead She's got no self control A beauty with an empty soul There must be something wrong When chicks are playing dead She cuts herself raw Playing dead Naked legs around his hips Surrounded by some bottles of champagne Thirsty bodies, hungry lips Looking for a taxi in the rain She feels no pain at all Coming across as strange and small When every star is gone, and lights turn into red She cuts herself raw Playing dead She's got no self control A beauty with an empty soul There must be something wrong When chicks are playing dead She cuts herself raw Playing dead