Kalbimin kiriydi aşk yıkadım geçti
Sensizlik bir kabustu bugün bitti
Korktuğum şeydi evet unutulmak
Senden önce davrandım unuttum gitti
Rahat mıyım şimdi mutlu muyum sanane
Tüm bunları keyfimden yapmadım ki
Görür müyüm tanrı bilir daha dünya gözüyle
Sana yanlışım olmaz hiç yapmadım ki
Helal olsun hakkım sen de helal et
Bu dünyadan başka bir dünya da var elbet
Sarıl çok sevdiğin gururunla beraber yat
Bir yürek dolusu hasret al ne yaparsan yap
Isn't it strange that a gift could be an enemy?
Isn't it weird that a privilege could feel like a chore?
Maybe it's me but this line isn't going anywhere,
maybe if we looked hard enough, we could find a backdoor.
(find yourself a backdoor).
I see you in line, dragging your feet
you have my sympathy.
The day you were born, you were born free.
That is your privilege. (chorus)
Isn't it strange that the man standing in front of me
doesn't have a clue why he's waiting, or what he is waiting for?
Maybe it's me, but i'm sick of wasting energy.
Maybe if i look in my heart I could find a backdoor.
(Find yourself a backdoor).
I see you in line, dragging your feet
you have my sympathy.
The day you were born, you were born free.
That is your
That is your privilege.
(Find yourself a backdoor).
I see you in line, dragging your feet
you have my sympathy.
The day you were born, you were born free.
That is your privilege. *2
