Göre Rantı Odağı

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bu gece bileğin yüzgece !

tanrı bu gece bileğin

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çiziyorum devasayı 

hazır mısın doğrultuya  ?

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isvil kodlu silikon sahte yemler

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sis kaplıyor bedenini

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biraz dinlen 

frekans doğrultusunda bir aksak teyp

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aktarılıyoruz

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güzergahlar levhaların

levhalar benim

sesler senin

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emir gibi
ritüelime damlatılan bir seçim

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bir sis değil miydi sonuçta kaybolacak olan !

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bu gece bileğin yüzgece

kalama açık

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metalar dağıtacağım

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Well I wish that I could paint all of my thoughts to you
It's the time my crooked mind it strikes its awkward
So what you saying?
What you waiting, what you waiting for?
Pour your jelly in the pan and cook your concept
Burn your bridges with the peace and there's no exit
Stop praying
What you waiting, what you waiting for?
Stop praying
What you waiting, what you waiting for?


Poor me, poor me, pour me another drink
Poor me, poor me, pour me another drink


I bear my cross where it's on his head and burnin'
Taught a lesson from the triggers and the trauma
I'm not joking
What you waiting, what you waiting for?
Skip quicker with the quality of contrast
My head's boring from this black and white in forecast
Stop living
What you waiting, what you waiting for?
I'm not living, what you waiting for?


Poor me, poor me, pour me another drink
Poor me, poor me, pour me another drink


And I don't wanna see this passionate cry
Unless it's shed from someone who lost
How it really feels from the men that don't lie
How it really feels, how it really feels today


Poor me (poor me), poor me (poor me), pour me another drink (another drink)
Poor me (poor me), poor me (poor me), pour me another drink (come home)
Poor me (poor me), poor me (go home), pour me another drink (come home)
(Go home) poor me, poor me, pour me another drink (go home)


'N' Burn your bridges with the peace and there's no exit