Tercüme: Switchfoot. Alem Outdoors Dos.
Tercüme: Madredeus. (Tüm Yalnızlık dışında) gel.
Alem olsun Alem ? Alem buysa Krali benim ... Alpa Gun, Ceza ? Street Corner Music [Hook] (Haydaaaa) Alem olsun Gerisine hic kafa takma Sen rahat
: Alem olsun Alem ? Alem buysa Krali benim ... Alpa Gun, Ceza ? Street Corner Music [Hook] (Haydaaaa) Alem olsun Gerisine hic kafa takma Sen rahat
¶z: AA?A?k Veysel] [Vokal: Hakan UtanhaA§] Bu alemi gA¶ren sensin Yok gA¶zA?nde perde senin HaksA?za yol veren sensin Yok mu suA§un bunda senin Bu alemi
Are those halos in your hair Or diamonds shining there Without a hope, without a prayer This rain beats down like death You turn your eyes to better men
Can you take that down? So, can you take that down? All I need is a bottle And I don't need no friends, no Wallow in my pain I swallow as I pretend
Waiting by the mailbox, by the train Passing by the hills 'til I hear the name I'm looking for a saw to cut these chains in half And all I want is someone
What is it like to choke On every word you said? What is it like to shit On everything you had? Lowest of the low I'll never fucking be like you Lowest
I'm going on a bender this weekend I'm gonna get real drunk I'm not going to be able to speak And I'll pass out on my floor, I won't be able to answer
Come one and worship Him Come one and worship Him Where are the worshipers? Hallelujah Lord, Hallelujah Lord Lord, usher me Lord, summon me Lord, let
Sweet, contain me around Only To.. I Spit! Step on my disease, So nice to see me bleed Step on my disease, I cannot contain Slow it Down.. I'm So winded
Inspiration has got the worst of me again Let's think this over, think this through Nothing's easy, nothing except you Bending over and over again Believe
We hit the road We had ten hours left on our drive Level of sanity going out the window Who knows what lays ahead And all I see is the endless headlights
Spreading lies and muck behind our backs A vicious cowardly attack A spiteful scheming slimeball with a huge ego Your pathetic negative actions make me
Wait, contain me around Only to, I spit Step on my disease, so nice to see me bleed Step on my disease, I cannot contain Slow it down, I'm so winded
(Tell me now!) How hot can it get? Everybody?s hanging out A carousel of words We keep the beat Through each sip Where are we going tonight? More plans
Don't wanna hear it don't make me make you. I got the feeling, I know it makes no sense when we go on, and on, and on. Is there a million people just
