make me suffer Please don't make me suffer Please don't make me suffer Please don't make me suffer Please don't make me suffer Please don't make me suffer
I don't want to fall Please don't make me suffer Please don't make me suffer I'm not hard enough, I'm not strong enough Don't make me suffer
Перевод: Simply Red. Страдать.
scared I don't want to fall Please don't make me suffer Please don't make me suffer I'm not hard enough, I'm not strong enough Don't make me suffer
at the world in it's suffering Can you honestly tell me that no one else could understand All of the hurting inside? Why can't you see Freedom is sometimes just simply
the dagger brush your face Wella?¦ I deny myself what I can take when I can waita?¦and expect the same Incriminated, your teeth still shine over the suffering
star Same reason I ain't always in the hood star I do my thing you know, I'm grafting like I always was It just ain't quite like it was simply 'cause
these hollow walls Hoping to find in me The answers to the test that stumped them all "The boy is simply crazy Suffering from delusions We
me between these hollow walls Hoping to find in me the answers To the test that stumped them all The boy is simply crazy Suffering from delusions We
with it Queen's, bathtubbing it, my diamond's cutting it Sharp and on point, fuck the tricks of the government Money rules the world, watch my people suffering
How I miss the warmth of red blood The color of pitch is cold and hard And its merciless to the tenderhearted How I miss the strength of red blood
Same reason I ain't always in the hood star I do my thing, you know I'm grafting like I always was It just ain't quite like it was, simply cause [Hook
keep me between these hollow walls Hoping to find in me The answers to the test that stumped them all "The boy is just simply crazy Suffering from delusions
me behind these hollow walls Hoping to find in me The answers to the test that stumped them all "The boy is simply crazy Suffering from delusions We
Look at the world in it's suffering Can you honestly tell me that know one else could understand All the hurting inside Why can't you see that freedom is sometimes simply
love to the black consciousness movement of the 1930s And now when we speak about complexion We move into (???) of where y'all comin from Yeah, red boned
