[Verse 1: Sansar Salvo]
Geçen bu yıllardan hatıra kalan kış mevsimi ara sokakların
Uğranmaz virane meskene bak benimle şarkılar kalır
Bunaldığım kararlılığın duyarlılığı ışıksız anlarımdayım
Işık sızar mı? Korkarım hayır gündüzüm rüyalarım yarım
Hiç durmaz kararlı kaygılar yarın kesinlik almaz
Çıkış yakın mı? Korkarım hayır alçaklara ayrıca kumpas
Rüyalarım gündüze uğrar dolandırırır seçeneğim olmaz
Günlerin akıcılığı da durmaz kir pas bass tiz bi' de yas
[Nakarat]
My flags flowing in fast forward then slow motion
My crafts copin with cats coasting like Nova Scotian
Either you're boating or you're going I got plans for goating
Kinda token but I rose from words often spoken
So give me my pair of dice I'm rolling 2s or 12s
I can't fail my price a speed boat I can't sail
I got my para nice so I can cut a deal
Sneaking back to paradise on tip toes like I broke my heals
[Verse 2: NEEQ]
I was guided poorly or I must've taken a wrong turn
Just a detour surely, never meant to book it long term
I don't recognize this place, streets are dirty, some be clean
Hell and Paradise, I guess I'm somewhere in between
Scared to turn out like my father see I was never a scholar
But now I'm cashing honor rolls, tell my teacher Miss O'Connor
I did my homework, tied my collar, I read the code of honor
I chose to operate in silence and make my own pina colada, you know
Geçen bu yıllardan hatıra kalan kış mevsimi ara sokakların
Uğranmaz virane meskene bak benimle şarkılar kalır
Bunaldığım kararlılığın duyarlılığı ışıksız anlarımdayım
Işık sızar mı? Korkarım hayır gündüzüm rüyalarım yarım
Hiç durmaz kararlı kaygılar yarın kesinlik almaz
Çıkış yakın mı? Korkarım hayır alçaklara ayrıca kumpas
Rüyalarım gündüze uğrar dolandırırır seçeneğim olmaz
Günlerin akıcılığı da durmaz kir pas bass tiz bi' de yas
[Nakarat]
My flags flowing in fast forward then slow motion
My crafts copin with cats coasting like Nova Scotian
Either you're boating or you're going I got plans for goating
Kinda token but I rose from words often spoken
So give me my pair of dice I'm rolling 2s or 12s
I can't fail my price a speed boat I can't sail
I got my para nice so I can cut a deal
Sneaking back to paradise on tip toes like I broke my heals
[Verse 2: NEEQ]
I was guided poorly or I must've taken a wrong turn
Just a detour surely, never meant to book it long term
I don't recognize this place, streets are dirty, some be clean
Hell and Paradise, I guess I'm somewhere in between
Scared to turn out like my father see I was never a scholar
But now I'm cashing honor rolls, tell my teacher Miss O'Connor
I did my homework, tied my collar, I read the code of honor
I chose to operate in silence and make my own pina colada, you know
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