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Lletres: Simon Says. Bold.

What's your problem?
Can you help me understand?
Can I say, I'm sorry?
Now are we, are we friends, my friend? Oh

Now the night grows colder
And I'm shaking now
Is it almost over?
I wanna run like hell, oh

And I'm trying so hard
But you haven't heard a word I've said
It doesn't matter though

Why do I deserve this?
You can't make me kiss your hand
Then I look around me
It's one to ten, so I've given in, oh

And the bright light weakens
As they're closing in
But I stand here boldly
Are you happy now? Oh

And I'm trying so hard
But you haven't heard a word I've said
It doesn't matter though

And now you're laughing
'Cause your fists will soon sink into me
Into my skin, I give up you win
And I've said it over and over and again

Helpless, I am dead
Was it something that I said?
Can you help me understand?
Will I make it through or is this the end?

And I'm trying so hard
But you haven't heard a word, I've said
It doesn't matter though

And now you're laughing
'Cause your fists will soon sink into me
Into my skin, I give up you win
And I've said it over and over and again