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You woke up again to a rude mirror,
And that’s cruel.
Under your eyebrows you find no hope,
And its usual.
Will you ever make it through? I know this is not for you.
Well maybe this time they can try and make it up to you.
You saw a strange man
From the window of your room.
His eyes were weird like they were about to bloom.
(He) Dominated the scene, you wondered his scheme
I think I know of him, so, well, I can tell
We don’t care about you, it’s true,
No use for an excuse
We don’t care about you, it’s true,
We don’t have time to lose
Now you have a clue about his point of view.
We can save you sister by not caring about you.
Accepted as you are, united we can go so far.
Hear our advice, we can shout!
We don’t care about you, it’s true,
No use for an excuse.
We don’t care about you, it’s true,
We don’t have time to lose.
It can get tough, we know too.
We’re always here for you.
Free your mind, your soul too.
Know you’ve got nothing to prove.
We'll come out, just for you
Just to clear the road for you.
We'll rise the sun, (we’ll) smile with you,
And make your dreams come true.
So,
We don’t care about you, it’s true,
No use for an excuse.
We don’t care about you, it’s true,
Together we’ll mend the bruise.
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2. |
Tragedies
02:35
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You don’t see everything
I just don’t need more tragedies.
And it’s gonna knock me out,
When you’ll leave with a half-red knife,
But I’m still gonna tell you everything’s gonna be okay.
With everything I know,
I’m not you.
I left my grave with a banner tied around my noose.
I can’t get out of my head,
Fuck you.
I don’t know what I’m supposed to do.
Well you couldn’t just let me out,
With dirt splashed all over my thighs,
You can’t know if I’m good enough for me.
You don’t see everything
I just don’t need more tragedies.
And it’s gonna knock me out,
When you’ll leave with a half-red knife,
But I’m still gonna tell you everything’s gonna be okay.
And nothing’s gonna change,
Out of the blue.
We’re alive like we’ve been dead for a thousand years.
Maybe we won’t see the revolution,
But I always knew
That we’re gonna be a thorn of this blooming rose.
And I wouldn’t just let me out,
While being this quantitiy unkown,
And I’ll never know if I’m good enough for me.
You don’t see everything
I just don’t need more tragedies.
And it’s gonna knock me out,
When you’ll leave with a half-red knife,
But I’m still gonna tell you everything’s gonna be okay.
And it’s gonna knock me out,
When you’ll leave with a half-red knife,
But I’m still gonna tell you everything’s gonna be okay.
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İnternet
01:14
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İnternet yoktu bugün,
Gerçekten, gerçekten.
Senden sonra ağlamadım hiç
Gerçekten, güçlüyüm ben,
Ama bir bilsen,
Kimler koptu geldi yanıma,
Vücutlarından.
Göz kapaklarım artık kırmızı,
Hep bu ekranlardan.
Gördüm mü seni acaba,
Röportajlarda?
İnternet yoktu bugün,
Gerçekten, gelecekten
Gelmiş olsan, baksan bana
Söylesen,
Ben yarın mı ölücem?
Bi de onların göz kapakları daha mı kırmızı,
Çok göz yummaktan?
Yoksa her an gözleri mi kanar,
Ekrana bakmaktan?
Kendime gelir miyim acaba,
Seni unutunca?
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Son Birkaç Şey
03:00
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Bu hayatta üç tane anım var, çok mu bu sana?
Çok değil bana kalanlar bakıp durmasana.
Elim de delik cebim de, her şey mi çok para?
Dünden razıyım yarına, bugün çok uzun bana.
Sana kalsa bana kalmaz
Bu anılar kabuk tutmaz.
Birkaç şey, son birkaç şey kaldı.
Söylenmemiş sözler,
Çok can yaktı.
Herkes nedense hep der "Güzel günler yolda!"
O zaman sanırım kayboldum bu dağ başında.
Çünkü yol mol yok burda, siyaset yok ya,
Salon takımı amca bunu da anlatsana.
Sana kalsa bana kalmaz
Ve suda kan hiç kurumaz.
Birkaç şey, son birkaç şey kaldı.
Söylenmemiş sözler,
Çok can yaktı.
yek, dû, sê, çar!
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Gotta Pee
02:08
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What a beautiful day,
The sun is rising.
I’m going on the bus
And the kids are running.
Seems like everyone is happy,
Everyone but just me.
Yet how can I be happy
When I have to pee?
Oh, not now!
A bottle of water costs 50 cents, but gotta pay 1 euro to pee.
How can they expect me to pee, when I have no money?
Gotta have money for education, gotta have money for health insurance,
Gotta have money for food of course, and still need money for urination.
Being happy is not about money
Look at the kids in the Africa, right?
I can live my life as it be,
If they are as happy as me.
Being happy is not about money.
If you've got a lot of money
But you don't have to bother yourself,
Because I’m the one who needs to pee.
Why there are wars if we don't need much?
Why there are borders shouldn't we be in touch?
Who started this mass exploitation,
Does it matter if we keep it in motion?
What can you do?
You can stand up and fight!
Don't you ever hesitate and pee with all you got!
Being happy is not about money.
If you don’t have any money
I can live my life as it be,
When I break the chains that holding me.
Being happy is not about money.
Life is full of places to pee.
Pee on the borders!
Pee on the wars!
Or you'll get prostate cancer soon. :(
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Sing It On
02:32
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We can talk about the world and how it’s gonna end.
And about we’re run by suit dressed monkey men.
We can talk and talk, but you know there is no end.
If you don’t stand up, or sing, so sing,
We’ll sing it on,
Sing it on and on.
We’ve gotta tell ourselves that we shouldn’t feel alone
We’ll sing it on,
Sing it on and on.
It’s a reminder, the whole world is our home.
You can learn from a guy just from a glance of his eye.
But who are you to decide his fate, because he just looks for the sky.
Who are you tell us what we should believe,
And if we’re not on your side, we’re forced to grieve?
We’ll sing it on,
Sing it on and on.
We’ve gotta tell ourselves we shouldn’t feel alone.
We’ll sing it on,
Sing it on and on.
It’s a reminder, the whole world is our home.
We’ll sing it on,
Sing it on and on.
We’ve gotta tell ourselves we shouldn’t feel alone.
We’ll sing it on,
Sing it on and on.
It’s a reminder, the whole world is our home.
We’ll sing it on.
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7. |
Aim, Shoot!
02:38
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Aim, shoot!
Kill, kill kill!
Aim, shoot!
Kill, kill kill!
Reload, shoot!
Kill, kill kill!
Aim, shoot!
Kill, kill kill!
I don’t know what I say,
Don’t know what I do.
Killed the frown on their faces,
I had no time to choose.
Aim, shoot!
Kill, kill kill!
Aim, shoot!
Kill, kill kill!
Reload, shoot!
Kill, kill kill!
Aim, shoot!
Kill, kill kill!
With my god on my side,
They couldn’t run away from my gun.
Killed the voices in their heads,
Well they shouldn’t have time to choose.
I don’t wanna run again,
I don’t wanna cry again.
I don’t wanna run again,
I don’t wanna cry,
Again!
Aim, shoot!
Kill, kill kill!
Aim, shoot!
Kill, kill kill!
Reload, shoot!
Kill, kill kill!
Aim, shoot!
Kill, kill kill!
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8. |
Şeker
00:44
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(Oy oy oy diyebilir miyim?
Oy, oy, oy!)
Şeker çok güzel çünkü ucuz,
Şeker çok güzel çünkü ucuz.
Şeker attım ananı siktim, dün peyote’de kendimden geçtim.
Şeker attım babanı siktim, dün peyote’de ananı siktim.
Oy, oy, oy!
Oy, oy, oy!
Şeker çok güzel çünkü ucuz,
Şeker çok güzel çünkü ucuz.
Şeker attım ananı siktim, dün peyote’de kendimden geçtim.
Şeker attım babanı siktim, dün peyote’de ananı siktim.
Oy, oy, oy!
Oy, oy, oy!
Oooy, oy!
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9. |
Boş Tuş
03:50
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Neden burdayım bilmiyorum
Neden burdayım bilmiyorum
Kimse bana sormamıştı ki,
Burda olmak istiyor musun?
Hayatı kibrit sandım, çaktım yaktım ve attım
Hayat kibritmiş ama yerler hep kolonya.
Karşıdan selam verir ufak bir tebessümle,
Nerden bilecektim ki bana gülüyormuş
Sarılmak için yaklaştım yedim sağ kroşeyi
Ama sanırım böyle daha keyifli
Neden burdayım bilmiyorum
Neden burdayım bilmiyorum
Kimse bana sormamıştı ki,
Burda olmak istiyor musun?
Başta pek anlaşılmaz, sonrasında katlanmaz
Ama napıcaksin ki geldin ya bi kere.
Bak çevrende neler var, koca koca ağaçlar
Korkma korkma hiç espri havamda değilim
Bir yorgunluk var bugün üzerime, üzerime
Biraz daha durursam kafayı yiyeceğim.
Neden burdayım bilmiyorum
Neden burdayım bilmiyorum
Kimse bana sormamıştı ki,
Burda olmak istiyor musun?
Haadiii kalk yatağından gün yeni başlar,
Savaş savaş da bu nereye kadar?
Düştüm kalktım, düştüm kalktım
Kaldırımı da tek dostum sandım.
Açtım kollarımı tek yârim için
Ama o da geldi ve burnumu kırdı
Napsam, netsem, nerelere gitsem,
Koca dünyada bi başıma mı kaldım?
Olur mu öyle şey? Kocaman dünya
Gözlerini kapat, yine kandırdım
Neden burdayım bilmiyorum
Neden burdayım bilmiyorum
Kimse bana sormamıştı ki,
Burda olmak istiyor muyum?
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10. |
X
04:07
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With this pretend, again I fall
To the void from which I had crawled.
This fire burns just like you would do.
It’s time I’m gonna spill my guts to you.
Black and white visions on your wall,
But you’ll comprehend what’s all in all.
We’re gonna teach all the colors to you,
After spilling your guts on the floor too.
Kendini en önde sanırken
Yarışı hep ilk kaybetmek
Gibi hissetmek koymazken,
Bana neyi sormak gerek?
Bu şehirde hangi havayı solumam gerek,
Her nefes beni içine çekerken?
How did you learn how to breathe?
When we could only respire with sighs?
But the moon is heavy when it’s almost dawn,
When you are only craving for the light.
Kendini en önde sanırken
Yarışı hep ilk kaybetmek
Gibi hissetmek koymazken,
Sana neyi sormam gerek?
Bu şehirde hangi havayı solumam gerek,
Her nefes beni içime çekerken?
You’ll try to patronize
You’ll try to paralyze
You’ll try to normalize
You’ll try to overemphasize
You’ll try to criminalize
You’ll try to patronize
You’ll try to normalize
You’ll try to paralyze us!
But were here!
Fuck you!
We are here!
Fuck you!
Fuck you!
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fast & melodic punk rock from Istanbul, Turkey.
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