All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artistes
Make their stand.
And when they’ve given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it’s not easy
Banging your heart against some mad bugger’s wall.
“Isn’t this where….”
The words we say, Old flowers fade away Remember yesterday, Wish it would bloom again…
There's blood on your hands, baby Baby, there's blood on your hands Mama's gonna get…
Seni ben Ellerin olsun diye mi sevdim Herseyimi Ugruna bos yere mi verdim Yalan sozlerle…
İzole Zaman dursun, gerek yok artık Ama sustum, onlar aldansın Kaçar uykum; gerçeğe daldım Hava…
Did you do it good Did you do it right Did you get that pain…
Its not much better than death Giving up on everything With every cynical breath The…