bugün
- depresyonun en kötü hali5
- sözlük kızlarına çok kırgın olmak3
- herkes kendi başlık açıp kendi konuşuyor3
- en gey özelliğiniz6
- kelebeklerin bir boka yaramaması5
- kadınlar mı daha zeki erkekler mi sorunu4
- 3 ağustos 2026 aykolik gocu buluşması19
- sözlükteki yapay zekaya pandik atmak4
- kürtçe zorunlu ders olmalıdır6
- bu koyden olsam ne olacak5
- yemek yapan erkek2
- kürdün dinsizi2
- lahmacunu çatal bıçakla yemek3
- tantuni6
- sözlük kızlarının kombinleri2
- yakışıklı seri katil3
- velvet10
- en güzel bisküvinin probis olması3
- tai lung8
- yağmurcu neden akpli13
- sözlük içi güzel renkler4
- tarhana yapmayı bilen kız3
- sözlüğü canlandıramamak3
- vahşi doğada hayatta kalmak3
- ioçk'nın mutfağı6
- kedi kumu4
- aleyna tilki nin ayakları2
- sözlüğün en cilveli kızı3
- radikal karar almak5
- lahmacun yiyen insan2
- yakın gözlüğü kullanan fosil yazarlar2
- osmanlıca sözcükler2
- zall'ın görükle de seviştiği kızların listesi2
- tatlı yiyen erkek2
- bu yapay zeka nedir sözlükte2
- kedi köpek3
- sözlüğü aşevine çeviren tipler4
- sivrisineklerin şerefsiz olması2
- beni özleyenler elime mum diksin19
- 15 mayıs uludağ sözlüğün kurtuluşu3
- kadınların 1 saatte modunun değişmesi2
- şükürcülük6
- slm yazan erkek2
- mantının gereğinden fazla abartılması3
- balkan göçmenleri2
- tutuklanmamak için akp'ye katılmak12
- erdal beşikçioğlu17
- levent üsteğmen deniz yüzbaşı aşkı2
- sevdiğin bir yazarı gammazlamak3
- sözlüğe kız girince telefona bildirim gelmesi3
the shins in 2007 yapımı wincing the night away albümünden nefis bir parça. bulut etkisi yaratır.
frozen into coats,
white girls of the north,
fire past one, fire the one
they are the fabled lambs,
a sunday ham,
the ancient snow.
and they can float above the grass,
in circles if they tried,
a latent power i know they hide,
to keep some hope alive,
that a girl like i
could ever try,
could ever try.
so we just skirt the hallway signs,
a phantom and a fly,
follow the lines and wonder why
there's no connection.
and weakened falling eyes,
in cheap shots from the tribe,
and we're often in marcus’ porch again,
for another afternoon of the goat-head tunes,
and pilfered booze.
we wander through her mama's house,
the milk from the window lights,
family portrait circa ninety-five,
this is that foreign land,
with the sprayed on tans,
and it all feels fine,
be it silk or slime,
so, when they tap our mundane heads,
to zombie-walk in our stead,
this town seems hardly worth our time,
and we'll no longer memorize or rhyme,
too fall along in our crime,
stepping over what now towers to the sky,
with no connection.
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
so, when they tap our mundane heads,
to zombie-walk in our stead,
this town seems hardly worth our time,
and we'll no longer memorize or rhyme,
too fall along in our crime,
stepping over what now towers to the sky,
with no connection.
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
oooh waooooooo waooooooo..
frozen into coats,
white girls of the north,
fire past one, fire the one
they are the fabled lambs,
a sunday ham,
the ancient snow.
and they can float above the grass,
in circles if they tried,
a latent power i know they hide,
to keep some hope alive,
that a girl like i
could ever try,
could ever try.
so we just skirt the hallway signs,
a phantom and a fly,
follow the lines and wonder why
there's no connection.
and weakened falling eyes,
in cheap shots from the tribe,
and we're often in marcus’ porch again,
for another afternoon of the goat-head tunes,
and pilfered booze.
we wander through her mama's house,
the milk from the window lights,
family portrait circa ninety-five,
this is that foreign land,
with the sprayed on tans,
and it all feels fine,
be it silk or slime,
so, when they tap our mundane heads,
to zombie-walk in our stead,
this town seems hardly worth our time,
and we'll no longer memorize or rhyme,
too fall along in our crime,
stepping over what now towers to the sky,
with no connection.
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
so, when they tap our mundane heads,
to zombie-walk in our stead,
this town seems hardly worth our time,
and we'll no longer memorize or rhyme,
too fall along in our crime,
stepping over what now towers to the sky,
with no connection.
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
oooh waooooooo waooooooo
oooh waooooooo waooooooo..
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