A vest in the middle of the sea
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An angel who is the light of my darkness
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A head that stops the flow of time
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Is it always the kelek that makes me make decisions?
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Catch my cash flow well, I didn't hold the dice well on my roll
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Sometimes I couldn't sleep, I couldn't sleep, I couldn't remember
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I couldn't even recognize my unfinished memories
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I couldn't take my steps, I couldn't recognize my steps
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This is a little bit for the sake of it
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I wrote for your sake, on a summer day
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Hearts, I'm blind in penalty
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And this is the view that I see
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I was dead the day I saw the end
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My death sucks because they have plans
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Or I have paranoia, yes I do
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I say "my soul", my soul, my soul is a door wall
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Kiss me from my childhood, goodbye inside me
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I say "I miss you", my soul bleeds for you
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Your skin smells of my childhood, my inside is acacia
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By always delaying the exit of the soul and saying
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But I'll call it a lie and pull the rope
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And I will not drink and die
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And the shape still could not take shape in what I sewed
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A bastard like me couldn't be that shape
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Couldn't make the refund, I'll black it out
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I dreamed about it, I guess I caught it well
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First of all, get to know me well.
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I remember the ones, the lies
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Demons of this dimension seek me
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The shards of those who are stashed
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The burns of old wars that are over
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Their efforts are in vain.
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At least I will try for this
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And their wounds bigger than me
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I'll open any door needed
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I say "my soul", my soul, my soul is a door wall
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Kiss me from my childhood, goodbye inside me
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I say "I miss you", my soul bleeds for you
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Your skin smells of my childhood, goodbyes inside me
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I say "I miss you", my soul bleeds for you
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Your skin smells of my childhood, my inside is acacia |