I'm busy with my work, I have your song on my tongue
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It never comes out of my mouth, resentful of us with fateful experiences.
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My job is over my head, I'm dark inside and out
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Tired because of the world, tired because of the world
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Throne love and hate like crazy, I don't have courage, kindness
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According to you, this life is always different and clear to you.
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So many hearts are caressed, don't be afraid, what appears in or stays in or
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This song makes some play, some vintage, some shame
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This world doesn't come to you and me, it doesn't cause misery.
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If you give time but money like a black box, it will swallow the man with a wind and you will be stunned.
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If you throw the world's goods around you, no matter where you blow, the problem is trouble.
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While everywhere is going through a storm, you pass the death, if you are the price of captivity
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You, that super talent from the future, get your hands off me
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Come on, give me a reason, or find a bill
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If your effort is abominable, this is a curse to me
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And my plea is always a crime
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Once upon a time, love was gone
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In dreams, in fairy tales
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Once upon a time, all the troubles were fixed and stopped
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In dreams, in fairy tales
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Run and chase a life has been given to you, throw away your empty hive, life is lethargic but get up
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Shaking stubbornly, exceeding the established time, find yourself another bad war
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Hold on, don't let go, believe it's all worth it hope, if you have a purpose
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On the other hand, on the other hand, this world is wrong to believe
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Some are Kerem, some are Aslı, some are Mecnun, some are Leyla.
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If there is any expense, the rest is a quartermaster, the past is an illusion, this reflects on my day.
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Let it be! |
The result is a black emptiness, I hate our hearts
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Until my last breath, I won't give up on my ambition, it's okay my friend
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What you see, what you think
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If you don't, your self-confidence will become ice.
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What is praise, when there is money?
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Respect is lost, this ship has no rudder
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I'm busy with my work, I have your song on my tongue
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It never comes out of my mouth, resentful of us with fateful experiences.
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My job is over my head, I'm dark inside and out
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Tired because of the world, tired because of the world
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Rap Genius Turkey |