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Nothing Matters

>> Aklımın Odaları Şarkı Sözü
Sagopa Kajmer - Aklımın Odaları

Albüm Adı: Kötü İnsanları Tanıma Senesi
Düzelten: felucia

Emeklemekle başlar, hayatın yolları
Ayak nasır tutar, madalyon çift taraflı
Nacizane ben ozan dizelerim sızı
Hangi birimiz yasadi tek tarafli
Sorma gitsin
Yokuslarim nefes kesselerde ben yolumda
Sersefil çakil tasi modunda direnir oldum
Sebepsiz arbedemdin dilimde küfre döndün
Özürlerimdin bugüne kabulsüz bir teklif oldun

Keyfime degmeyin rüyalarimda karmasik teranelerde yazarim
Olsun varsin anlasilmaz olsun yunusun kalbi çöple dolsun
Körpe duygularimi kahpelere de verdim sahteliklerim menfi
Düslerimde karakter oldum üzgünlügüm kendime özgü
Son hatalarin yok telafi lüksü küskün düstüm müstakil bir onurun
Miras kaldi küskün, düsen aglamaz yazilarimin ana temasiydi
Ben bildim kendimi sessiz kaldim isyanlarimi da yüregime gömdüm
Mültecilerimi öldürdüm hepsini

Lolipop sekerleriyle 18'ine kadar flörtsün ve mahluk söyle adin nedir?
Kaç harften olusuyosun?
Kaçın sesli? Kaçın sessiz?
Kaç davranış sergiledin?
Kaçı yerli? Kaçı yersiz?

Koş saraylarima bulabilirsen beni
Konuş ve dertleş eskisi gibi
Bul seni getir bana hediyem ol
Aklımın odaları senle doldu taştı İçim saptı rahatsız etti aşırı çarpıntılardaydı
Tersim düzüm karmaşıktı ağzım alıştı
Aşkım saf kadehte en sekinden ense kökümden damıtıldı
Cam bebektim acilinden
Arka bahçede horozun hakimiyeti
İşte eşli pişti eşini satmak üzereydi
Grevdeydi gözlerim ve ellerimde birkaç damla yaş birikti
Tedirgin edici değil mi Kolera oyuna gelmemekti
Tedavülde miyim hala takip ettir
Haliyledir içim geçmiştir
Ederi bedelimin değeridir kabiliyettir
Büyük marifettir empati
İffettir Virajdayken hissettirir
Elemin elzemdir
Gözlerimde masum ifade acemi titreyiştir
Kim sebepse engelimdir
Ulan bu ne perhizdir?
Kimliksizim bu ne sadakattir Bizzat Kendime Rastladiğim Tutuşan hayallere

Nothing Matters

>> Rooms of My Mind Lyrics
Sagopa Kajmer - Rooms of My Mind

Album Name: The Year of Getting to Know Bad People
Corrected by: felucia

Crawling starts, the paths of life
Feet get calloused, the medallion is double-sided
I am a humble bard, and my verses are pain
Who among us has lived one-sidedly?
Don't ask
My uphill battles may leave me breathless, but I persevere.
Like a miserable pebble, I endure in my mode.
Your baseless quarrel has turned my tongue into profanity.
Your apologies have become an unacceptable offer.

Don't touch my joy, for in my dreams, I write in complex melodies.
Let it be, even if it's incomprehensible. May Yunus' heart be filled with filth.
I have given my tender emotions to harlots and my lies are negative.
In my dreams, I have become a character, my sadness unique to me.
There is no luxury of atonement for my final mistakes. I have offended my independent honor.
A sullen legacy remains. The fallen do not cry. That was the main theme of my writings.
I know myself. I remained silent. I buried my rebellions in my heart.
I murdered all my refugees.

With lollipop candies, she flirts until she's 18. Creature, what is your name?
How many letters are in your name?
How many are vowels? How many are consonants?
How many behaviors have you exhibited?
How many are indigenous? How many are out of place?

Run to my palaces if you can find me.
Talk and chat like you used to.
Find you and bring you to me as a gift.
The rooms of my mind are filled with you. My heart is disturbed, and I have excessive palpitations.
My madness and my clarity are intertwined, and my mouth has become accustomed to it.
My love was distilled from the purest cup, straight from the root of my being.
I was a glass doll, fragile and delicate.
In the backyard, the rooster reigns supreme.
The cheater was about to sell her game.
My eyes were on strike and a few tears gathered in my hands.
Isn't it disturbing? Cholera was not to be trifled with.
Am I still in circulation? Follow me.
Naturally, I have passed out.
The worth of my due is the value of my ability.
Empathy is a great virtue.
Chastity is a virtue, and it is felt when you are in a bend.
My pain is essential.
The innocent expression in my eyes is a novice's trembling.
Whoever is responsible is my obstacle.
What kind of abstinence is this?
I am nameless. What kind of loyalty is this? I met myself in person, in burning dreams.