A keresés eredménye

SENTIMENTAL ANARCHY

[Verse 1]
How am I? say it yourself
You left me in my blue
Among its streams of apathy
I surf them and I float away
From the things that throw me down
(I can't do this anymore)
I drug myself with amnesia
I drown, I am reborn, I get back on
 
[Chorus]
I look back and I say: “Bye”
To that overkill
endured space and time
Feel the sound
Of an overthinking mind
Of a heart that beats too much
 
[Verse 2]
Some imitators of love
Threw me into a colourless sea
On a tsunami of madness
I surf and I float away
From the memories that throw me down
I drown, I am reborn, I get back on
 
[Chorus]
I look back and I say: “Bye”
To that overkill
endured space and time
Feel the sound
Of an overthinking mind
Of a heart that beats too much
 
[Post-Chorus]
See you again, self-fear
Welcome back, poem
Of my sentimental anarchy (Uh-uh-uh)
My sentimental anarchy (Uh-uh-uh)
I won't feed off anymore of paranoia, of claustrophobia, of self-fear
 
[Chorus]
I look back and I say: “Bye”
To that overkill
endured space and time
Feel the sound
Of an overthinking mind
Of a heart that beats too much
 
[Outro]
See you again, self-fear
Welcome back, poem
Of my sentimental anarchy
My sentimental anarchy
My sentimental anarchy
My sentimental anarchy
 

My calamity

Let's finally walk out of this door
Light went out, winter came, my heart
Before people asked why
Let's leave this street
My heart
My calamity
 
Let's slowly get used to the night
Don't rely on tomorrow, on next year
Now and then
Don't turn to look out of the window
My heart
My calamity
 
Let's get out of here to the avenue
We're wounded, don't tell anyone
This flame left from my love in my chest
Let's become ashes, burning
My heart
My calamity
 
Let's slowly get used to the night
Don't rely on tomorrow, on next year
Now and then
Don't turn to look out of the window
My heart
My calamity
 

The trouble on my head

Come on, let's go on this door
The light is over, the frost has gone on my heart
Without asking where we know each other
Let's get out of the street
My heart my heart
The trouble on my head
 
Slowly we get used to the nights
Do not hope tomorrow is for you
Make a deal and open a window
We turned back we returned without forgetting
My heart my heart my heart
The trouble on my head
 
Now here we go out on the street
Without harming anyone
This fire burns in the remaining breast
The collar collar I made ash
My heart my heart
The trouble on my head
 
Slowly we get used to the nights
Do not hope tomorrow is for you
Make a deal and open a window
We turned back we returned without forgetting
My heart my heart my heart
The trouble on my head
 
Ege Kökenli

Parades

You sell and buy me from the crib
when you drown you hug me tightly
I learn that I live in a country without name
but how could I believe you
I could destroy a sky
and throw the moon to the dogs
 
A halt finally to the parades, the applause
An entire life I've searched for myself among victims
a halt to the parades, no more anniversaries
I'll search as far as hell to find the cause
 
You hurt me with a lie now and then
and you tell me to kill spring
there's no way I can erase the colors, my country
I won't back down cause I'm still dreaming
tell me why I should believe you
I could tear down an sky
and throw the moon to the dogs