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- en son aldığınız iltifat7
- bik bik'in mutfağına konuk olmak27
- dekolteye bakar mısınız15
- yunanistan24
- fake hesap kullanan yazarlar uçurulsun3
- katatespizartmasinın mutfağına konuk olmak30
- aylık 416 bin lira iyi para mıdır sorunsalı3
- sözlükte hep zenginlere göre içerik üretiliyor6
- domdomusa'nın çaylağının açılması gerekliliği3
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- bir adamı kanunla koruyan zihniyet2
- fırın poşetinde tavuk patates4
- rammstein'ı ram markası sanmak3
- irmik helvası vs un helvası18
- sevilen kızın sessiz ama ölümcül ossurması2
- cennet3
- macar pasaportuyla 184 ülkenin vizesiz gezilmesi12
- malidzano2
- ismail kartal3
- gocu11
- 2026 temmuz ayı nasıl geçti16
- priapizm4
- hayat her şeye rağmen güzel insanı3
- erkelerin ayak bileğini gösterme çabadı10
- cem küçük7
- erleg han2
- sözlükte güzel ve eğlenceli kızların çaylak olması12
- sözlük erkeklerinin helvaları11
- hoşlanılan kızın sevgilisi olduğunu öğrenmek4
- japonya23
- sol frame'in esrar çekmiş gibi olması2
- hayvan gibi acı salça yemek3
- ofisteki kadınların yazın dekolte işini abartması17
- 31 çekerken dinlenecek şarkılar3
- en çaresiz hissettiğinde kime gidersin19
- midilli adası3
- kızlar çaylak yapılmasın kampanyası11
- domdomusa'nın haksız yere çaylaklanması8
- paranın üstüne instagram adresini yazan sığır6
- o şarkıyı açma anısı var3
- bana onu sormayin7
- katates ve mermi'nin sözlükten kovulması6
- kılıçdaroğlu'nun rozet töreni figüran iddiası42
- bik bikle yemek yapmak10
- ketçap aromalı ruffles10
- adanalı ateist10
- ilk buluşmaya bugatti veyron ile gelen kız7
- 1 milyon verecekler mali yayında donunu indirecek8
- yapay zeka sohbet botları ve flört2
- gammaz çetesi çökertildi8
tarifi yarım şarkılardan.. sözlerini yazalım da tam olsun..
step out the front door like a ghost
into the fog where no one notices
the contrast of white on white.
and in between the moon and you
the angels get a better view
of the crumbling difference between wrong and right.
i walk in the air between the rain,
through myself and back again.
where? i don't know
maria says she's dying.
through the door, i hear her crying
why? i don't know
round here we always stand up straight
round here something radiates
maria came from nashville with a suitcase in her hand
she said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like elvis
she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
just like she's walking on a wire in the circus
she parks her car outside of my house,
takes her clothes off,
says she's close to understanding jesus
she knows she's more than just a little misunderstood
she has trouble acting normal when she's nervous
round here we're carving out our names
round here we all look the same
round here we talk just like lions
but we sacrifice like lambs
round here she's slipping through my hands
sleeping children got to run like the wind
out of the lightning dream
mama's little baby better get herself in
out of the lightning
she says, "it's only in my head."
she says, "shhh....i know it's only in my head."
but the girl on the car in the parking lot
says: "man, you should try to take a shot
can't you see my walls are crumbling."
then she looks up at the building
and says she's thinking of jumping.
she says she's tired of life;
she must be tired of something.
round here she's always on my mind
round here i got lots of time
round here we're never sent to bed early
nobody makes us wait
round here we stay up very very late..
step out the front door like a ghost
into the fog where no one notices
the contrast of white on white.
and in between the moon and you
the angels get a better view
of the crumbling difference between wrong and right.
i walk in the air between the rain,
through myself and back again.
where? i don't know
maria says she's dying.
through the door, i hear her crying
why? i don't know
round here we always stand up straight
round here something radiates
maria came from nashville with a suitcase in her hand
she said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like elvis
she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
just like she's walking on a wire in the circus
she parks her car outside of my house,
takes her clothes off,
says she's close to understanding jesus
she knows she's more than just a little misunderstood
she has trouble acting normal when she's nervous
round here we're carving out our names
round here we all look the same
round here we talk just like lions
but we sacrifice like lambs
round here she's slipping through my hands
sleeping children got to run like the wind
out of the lightning dream
mama's little baby better get herself in
out of the lightning
she says, "it's only in my head."
she says, "shhh....i know it's only in my head."
but the girl on the car in the parking lot
says: "man, you should try to take a shot
can't you see my walls are crumbling."
then she looks up at the building
and says she's thinking of jumping.
she says she's tired of life;
she must be tired of something.
round here she's always on my mind
round here i got lots of time
round here we're never sent to bed early
nobody makes us wait
round here we stay up very very late..
Boğazın gerilerinde bir yerlerde, bir de damakta derin bir acı bırakan şarkı. Ki buna ağlama öncesi tıkanan yumruk da denilebilir..
20. yılını doldurmuş olan, ömrüm boyunca dinleyebileceğim en acıklı şarkılardan biri olarak kalacak bela şarkı. senelerdir itinayla üzmeye devam ediyor, daha uzun yıllar devam da edecek gibi görünüyor.
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