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Şifreni unuttuysan eposta adresini yaz, hemen yenisini yollayalım.
Sen beni üzmek için mi doğmuştun
Ondan mı kalbime pusu kurmuştun
Oysa ki ben ucunda sen varsan
Her şerri hayra bile yormuştum
Buna rağmen gittiysen
Sen zaten yanmadan kül olmuşsun
Yaz beni yalnızlığına yaz
Uzağımda Ağustos ayaz
Seni mutsuz edeceğim biraz avaz avaz
Az ne kadar acı çeksen az
Yüreğin bensiz enkaz
Seni mutsuz edeceğim bu yaz
Bağır avaz avaz
Bağır çağır dilediğin kadar
Bensizlik çok ağır alır evini başına yıkar
There's a hungry road, like my lonely hopes, gonna eat me up inside
There's a drifting spirit, coming clean, in the eye of a life born of fire
Tell Monday I'll be round next week, I'm running ahead of my days
In this shotgun chance, that's scared of us, I've seen the error of my ways.
Oh-oh
Woooh-oh
Well we've wrapped ourselves in golden crowns, like sungods spitting rain
Found the way home written on this map, like red dye in my veins
And the hardest of times that come around, the fear of losing grows
I've lost and seen the world shut down, it's a dark lesson no-one knows
(Chorus)
And I've poured out the pleasure, and dealt with the pain
I'm standing in the station, waiting in the rain
I'm starting to feel a little morsel again,
But love is lost like a runaway train.
Well I'm out of control, and out of my head
I'm tearing like a demon in no-man's land
Trying to get a grip on my life again
Nothing hits harder than a runaway train.
(Solo)
Oh-oh
Mmmmm-mmm
And I've poured out the pleasure, and dealt with the pain
I'm standing in the station, waiting in the rain
I'm starting to feel a little morsel again,
But love is lost like a runaway train.
Well I'm out of control, and out of my head
I'm tearing like a demon in no-man's land
Trying to get a grip on my life again
Nothing hits harder than a runaway train.
And I've poured out the pleasure, and dealt with the pain
I'm standing in the station, waiting in the rain
I'm starting to feel a little morsel again,
But love is lost like a runaway train.