| Song | Suffocated Love |
| Artist | Tricky |
| Album | Earotic-Chill |
| It's too good | |
| It's too nice | |
| She makes me feel it's too quick | |
| Is it love? | |
| No not love | |
| She turns me sexual tricks | |
| She says she's mine, i know she lies | |
| First, i scream, then i cry. | |
| You take a second of me | |
| You beckon, i'll bleed | |
| She suffocates me | |
| She suffocates me with suggestions | |
| I asked 'do you feel the same?' | |
| And later on, maybe | |
| I'll tell you my real name | |
| She's so good, she's so bad | |
| You understand, I can't expand | |
| Ahah, now I could just kill a man | |
| She's on her knees, i say please | |
| I cross her city lines, she's got brown eyes | |
| Martina: | |
| I think ahead of you, i think instead of you | |
| Will you spend your life with me | |
| And stifle me? | |
| I know why the caged bird sings, i know why... | |
| Tricky: | |
| Forgive and you're forgiven | |
| Kingdom come | |
| Can you wait for yours, i need to taste some | |
| Life's really funny, i laugh while she spends my money | |
| She's my freak | |
| I guess i'm weak | |
| You ask what is this? | |
| Mind your business | |
| I pass my idle days with my idle ways | |
| 'Til the twelfth of always | |
| She walks my hallways | |
| I keep her warm, but we never kiss | |
| She cuts my slender wrists | |
| Let's waste some more time | |
| I sign the dotted line | |
| A different level | |
| She-devil | |
| Martina: | |
| I think ahead of you, i think instead of you | |
| Will you spend your life with me | |
| And stifle me? | |
| I know why the caged bird sings, i know why... | |
| Tricky: | |
| You ask what is this? | |
| Mind your business | |
| I pass my idle days with my idle ways | |
| 'Til the twelfth of always | |
| She walks my hallways | |
| I keep her warm but we never kiss | |
| She says i'm weak and immature | |
| But it's cool | |
| I know what money's for. | |
| Push comes to shove, | |
| Her tongue's her favourite weapon on attack | |
| I slap her back, she mostly hates me. | |
| Martina: | |
| I think ahead of you, i think instead of you | |
| Will you spend your life with me | |
| And stifle me? | |
| I know why the caged bird sings, i know why | |
| Tricky: | |
| Can i take off your clothes | |
| Before we go out | |
| And when you're helpless, i'll scream and shout | |
| We finish everyday | |
| Well, anyway | |
| Sixty-nine degrees | |
| My head's between your knees. | |
| You ask what is this? | |
| Mind your business | |
| It's too good | |
| It's too nice | |
| She makes me feel it's too quick | |
| Is it love? | |
| No not love | |
| She turns me sexual tricks | |
| She says she's mine, i know she lies | |
| First, i scream, then i cry. | |
| Take a second of me | |
| You beckon, i'll bleed | |
| Take a second of me | |
| Martina: | |
| I think ahead of you, i think instead of you | |
| Will you spend your life with me | |
| And stifle me? | |
| I know why the caged bird sings, i know why X2 |
| It' s too good | |
| It' s too nice | |
| She makes me feel it' s too quick | |
| Is it love? | |
| No not love | |
| She turns me sexual tricks | |
| She says she' s mine, i know she lies | |
| First, i scream, then i cry. | |
| You take a second of me | |
| You beckon, i' ll bleed | |
| She suffocates me | |
| She suffocates me with suggestions | |
| I asked ' do you feel the same?' | |
| And later on, maybe | |
| I' ll tell you my real name | |
| She' s so good, she' s so bad | |
| You understand, I can' t expand | |
| Ahah, now I could just kill a man | |
| She' s on her knees, i say please | |
| I cross her city lines, she' s got brown eyes | |
| Martina: | |
| I think ahead of you, i think instead of you | |
| Will you spend your life with me | |
| And stifle me? | |
| I know why the caged bird sings, i know why... | |
| Tricky: | |
| Forgive and you' re forgiven | |
| Kingdom come | |
| Can you wait for yours, i need to taste some | |
| Life' s really funny, i laugh while she spends my money | |
| She' s my freak | |
| I guess i' m weak | |
| You ask what is this? | |
| Mind your business | |
| I pass my idle days with my idle ways | |
| ' Til the twelfth of always | |
| She walks my hallways | |
| I keep her warm, but we never kiss | |
| She cuts my slender wrists | |
| Let' s waste some more time | |
| I sign the dotted line | |
| A different level | |
| Shedevil | |
| Martina: | |
| I think ahead of you, i think instead of you | |
| Will you spend your life with me | |
| And stifle me? | |
| I know why the caged bird sings, i know why... | |
| Tricky: | |
| You ask what is this? | |
| Mind your business | |
| I pass my idle days with my idle ways | |
| ' Til the twelfth of always | |
| She walks my hallways | |
| I keep her warm but we never kiss | |
| She says i' m weak and immature | |
| But it' s cool | |
| I know what money' s for. | |
| Push comes to shove, | |
| Her tongue' s her favourite weapon on attack | |
| I slap her back, she mostly hates me. | |
| Martina: | |
| I think ahead of you, i think instead of you | |
| Will you spend your life with me | |
| And stifle me? | |
| I know why the caged bird sings, i know why | |
| Tricky: | |
| Can i take off your clothes | |
| Before we go out | |
| And when you' re helpless, i' ll scream and shout | |
| We finish everyday | |
| Well, anyway | |
| Sixtynine degrees | |
| My head' s between your knees. | |
| You ask what is this? | |
| Mind your business | |
| It' s too good | |
| It' s too nice | |
| She makes me feel it' s too quick | |
| Is it love? | |
| No not love | |
| She turns me sexual tricks | |
| She says she' s mine, i know she lies | |
| First, i scream, then i cry. | |
| Take a second of me | |
| You beckon, i' ll bleed | |
| Take a second of me | |
| Martina: | |
| I think ahead of you, i think instead of you | |
| Will you spend your life with me | |
| And stifle me? | |
| I know why the caged bird sings, i know why X2 |