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Şifreni unuttuysan eposta adresini yaz, hemen yenisini yollayalım.
Nails to the quick
Daddy died and liars lie
A bit more than sick
A dash in bittersweet
What's that make of me save a lost thing
No choice but a choice to leave
Can't you make me believe
Up where the others dare
What chance have I
What chances we would fight in love's affair
Swear mornings changed
And I will lie where you lie
Say you're with shame
Then drop to your knees
Maybe then you'll feast what's worth sight
You'll dream what I dream at night
As one not one nor sum of hazy grace
As a janus exclaims
Don't you flee
Don't but stray far
You can never leave this stage
It's not just me
It's about you here in heart
For there's your need
Before one breath would right such harms
You should know that you belong
Wherever you may toll
No, not here
And not far though but next to me
Can't you make me believe
Up where the others dare
What chance have I
What chances we would fight in love's affair
Come on, atone
Let's run away
Cone on, atone
Let's run away
