I used to grow up when every work was written
I used to steal my hopes that were kept in the goal
I used to love, but I would die when I saw the betrayal
I used to scream in my heart, I used to roar like a dog
Even though I had my existence, I needed you
I used to fight, you were not a prince
But I was worth a crown for you
How did my mother change when the words were written?
How did the surroundings change when one person was broken?
I used to grow up when every work was written
My neighbor used to drink and beat his mother every day
I was a kid at that time, I didn't understand anything
Then I realized that death was a friend
They said, my teacher is a terrorist, they taught me
They called my teacher a bribe in the name of respect
They polluted my soul, made me ugly without him
The works I wrote were the answer to the questions asked
I used to grow up when every work was written
Every work is written out of paranoia
The castle of my life falls down once a day
Neuro surgeon, read my brain every time
The drama that breaks the lyrical capsule does not fill
They even put my rotting body like a morgue
They even stripped me of my skin as if I was an infidel
They said, your heart is dark, the surroundings are dark too
I used to write poverty, the love of the homeland is reduced
They said, stop for a while, stop for a while in that month
There is poverty in my blood, it comes in the month of Boz
It has changed in time, now it is a storm, it is a bomb
The beautiful girl's word is used before the bomb
If you turn off the light, you write like a fool
Now you have to be like a bed to live
Like a blanket from ourselves
We come to the right, the hopes are in the target
Life is a cage
If I steal, it will not be seen until the end
Life is empty meansless sentences
Like a music comes thrill
Still empty love reflects
Like a music comes thrill
Still empty love reflects
Still empty love reflects