Playing Dead (Ramsay Fiction)

teach me how to be real and
show me how to understand
dont let me swallow
how much id like to be alive
where do all those good things hide?
toss me a line
dont pick me up off the ground
ill be fine in a lost and found
just when i start to force a smile
just when im laughing all the while
ive been faking
playing dead
and i would wrap myself in stitches
if youd wrap yourself in me
and i would wrap myself in blue
you can be the sunshine and
and i would be the force at hand
yea youd be so in demand
dont pick me up off the ground
ill be fine in a lost and found
just when i start to force a smile
just when im laughing all the while
ive been faking it
playing dead
(ooohs and aaahhhs and ba ba ba)
i could be the turpentine
i could be the licorice
i could be the winning one
i could be the parting gift
dont pick me up off the ground
ill be fine in a lost and found
just when i start to force a smile
just when im laughing all the while
ive been faking it
playing dead, playing dead
(im playing, im playing, im playing dead)
but its all been just pretend,
maybe you can pretend
to bring me to life again,
sometime