The zero point is here Where we start again Where one dies and the mission is complete The blue eyes that shine no more I cannot listen to the slow songs My blood is boiling I have difficulty in adapting Have problems with ladders, and height But living at the edge of everything What the states deem necessary To survive only I can’t ask for my rights Cause I actually don’t care for material I am angry for injustices And finally, I find myself restless Just like my grandmother did My stomach is so sensitive Have the vomiting record of all Compared myself with my mom Got my stomach from her Migraines come and go just like She used to have them from time to time When it is six in the evening I am tired Just like her My father used to make me laugh He was fun and funny and all When I am fun I remember him A wit in his words and thoughts His insistence on finishing things, I got...
Sevinçten uçardım hasta oldum mu Kırkı geçerse ateş çağrırlar İstanbul'a Bi' helallaşmak ister elbet di mi oğluyla Tifoyken başardım bu aşk oy'nunu Oh dedim göğsüne gömdüm burnumu Can Yücel