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Kendimle Yorgunum

Normalleşme nedir lümpen pezevenk, çoktan seçmeli boktan gerçek
Reşit olmanın özgüvenini plaza jargonuna teslim etmek mi yoksa?
Kapıların arkası sır dolu duy, emredecekler kır dizini otur
İki düzine saatin hangisi seni temsil ediyor dur bi' düşün
Hiç biri bence, yolun en dingin hali gece, soyut olmanın intiharı ecel
Adam olmanın imtihanı şeref, işte bu yüzden iftiharı beleş
İtinayla inşa ettiğin gelecek gün gelecek küfredecekken sana
Belki de güç gelecek ama beyaz bi' lekeyle kirlenecek tüm yakan
Yakan, ateşi seni de yakar yakar, arka kapıdan kaçar zaman
Planlamaları palavradan ibaret hep
Paran varsa taraftarlar, kalanları da yalanlardan
Örülü bir hikaye tutturmuşlar rüyadalar ve de uyanmazlar
Günün en hakiki cümlesiydi isyan, ilk ruhuma ekildiğinde beş yaşındaydı toprak
Sadece şimdinin mottosu normal olmak
Kalem tutan elin harcımı geçmişi boğmak
Tek bildiğim hergün güneşle birlikte doğmuş olmak ya da kendini bulmuş olmak
Kendimle yorgunum, günlerim uykusuz
Yolun başında biten o hayat sana hiç uydu mu?
Kader bizzat oynatırken sana mahkumu
Günden güne yük olmakta sırta binen kamburun
Kendimle yorgunum, günlerim uykusuz
Yolun başında biten o hayat sana hiç uydu mu?
Kader bizzat oynatırken sana mahkumu
Günden güne yük olmakta sırta binen kamburun
Çalışın köleler, açlık gözünüzü kör eder, bu nedenle yaşamın oyunu bi' körebe
İt gibi muamele ve sonra bok var gibi sevin hadi köşede
Eline bi' peçete, ofisle evinin arasında ömrün göçebe
Kaç, seni kaybedebilir bilmeceler bir gecede
İrdeleme, düşünme, dorgulama, kim ne derse desin oldu tamam
Kendine göre yer açar, bir bedenin içine hapsolmuş ruhu satan
Anlamını kaybedeli çok oldu, dolu anlık hatalarla yolu buldu zaman
Boş kulaklarına doldu sanat ama bi' çoğu bu filmi yine de kurgu sanar
Git kendi götüne koltuk arayadur, tek amacın arabulucuk
İpin ucu kaçtığından beri musallat oldu, bu gökyüzünde kara bulut
Psikolojik bi' vakadır aslen, bu düşlere nüksedilen yalan umut
Sen gövdeme yaralar açadur hâlâ, elbet bulunur basacak tuz
Makus kaderini al eline mahsus, kan kus piç bence de makul
Mağdur sensin dik dur, maktu biçimde mazlumsun malum
Mazlumun oyunu masum olur, az bunu burdan alın maskot olsun herkese
Gördüklerini bilmeyenlerin umruna gelir mi hiç çektiğin çile?
Kendimle yorgunum, günlerim uykusuz
Yolun başında biten o hayat sana hiç uydu mu?
Kader bizzat oynatırken sana mahkumu
Günden güne yük olmakta sırta binen kamburun
Kendimle yorgunum, günlerim uykusuz
Yolun başında biten o hayat sana hiç uydu mu?
Kader bizzat oynatırken sana mahkumu
Günden güne yük olmakta sırta binen kamburun
Kendimle yorgunum, günlerim uykusuz
Yolun başında biten o hayat sana hiç uydu mu?
Kader bizzat oynatırken sana mahkumu
Günden güne yük olmakta sırta binen kamburun

Tired of Myself

What is normalization, you lowlife pimp, a multiple-choice shitty reality?
Is it surrendering the confidence of adulthood to corporate jargon?
Behind closed doors, secrets abound, they'll command you to kneel, obey
Which of the two dozen hours truly represents you, stop and think
None, I believe. The calmest path is the night, the suicide of abstraction is death
The test of manhood is honor, that's why pride comes for free
The future you meticulously built will curse you one day
Perhaps power will come, but it will stain every collar with a white mark
The collar, the fire burns you too, time escapes through the back door
Plans are always just empty words
If you have money, you have fans, the rest are made of lies
They've woven a story, they're dreaming and they won't wake up
Rebellion was the truest sentence of the day, the soil was five years old when it was first planted in my soul
The motto of the present is just to be normal
Is the purpose of the hand that holds the pen to drown the past?
All I know is being born with the sun every day or finding yourself
I'm tired of myself, my days are sleepless
Did that life that ended at the beginning of the road ever suit you?
Fate is playing you, making you its prisoner
The burden on your back is getting heavier day by day
I'm tired of myself, my days are sleepless
Did that life that ended at the beginning of the road ever suit you?
Fate is playing you, making you its prisoner
The burden on your back is getting heavier day by day
Work, slaves, hunger blinds you, that's why the game of life is a blind man's bluff
They treat you like a dog, then expect you to be happy like there's shit in the corner
A napkin in your hand, your life is nomadic between the office and home
Run, riddles can lose you overnight
Don't analyze, don't think, don't question, whatever they say, it's done, okay
He makes room for himself, selling his soul trapped inside a body
It lost its meaning long ago, time found its way with momentary mistakes
Art filled your empty ears, but most still think this movie is fiction
Go look for a seat for your own ass, your only goal is mediation
Since the rope slipped, a dark cloud has haunted this sky
It's originally a psychological case, this false hope reflected in dreams
You're still opening wounds on my body, there will be salt to press on them
Take your ill-fated destiny into your own hands, vomit blood, bastard, I think it's reasonable
You're the victim, stand tall, you're demonstrably oppressed, as you know
The game of the oppressed is innocent, take this from here, let it be a mascot for everyone
Do those who don't know what you've seen care about the pain you've endured?
I'm tired of myself, my days are sleepless
Did that life that ended at the beginning of the road ever suit you?
Fate is playing you, making you its prisoner
The burden on your back is getting heavier day by day
I'm tired of myself, my days are sleepless
Did that life that ended at the beginning of the road ever suit you?
Fate is playing you, making you its prisoner
The burden on your back is getting heavier day by day
I'm tired of myself, my days are sleepless
Did that life that ended at the beginning of the road ever suit you?
Fate is playing you, making you its prisoner
The burden on your back is getting heavier day by day