If the plane had crashed
Into the right kind of clinic
Or island government seat
Hello cynic
If the wrong makes it right
If the black makes it white
If the might takes a bite
If the left turns it right
I think I’m sick to myself
Nine one one
Could it be in everyone?
I fear in my lies
What a thing to realize
Listen to that sound of something in your ear Pulls you sounds so Shakespearean Tugs…
Ne talihim Güldü,nede kaderim, Her gün gibi bugün yine dünden beterdi, Bir yanda vicdanım,bir yanda…
Bu aşk bende akar gider hep akar gider Köpük gibi çağlayarak bir nehir gibi Ayrılıktan…
Some of them come now Some of the running Some of them looking for fun…
(Bizzy Bone) While i was walkin in tha column, and all help the medicine go…