Lyrics Organize – Anne*

Anne* Lyrics – Organize

Singer: Organize
Title: Anne*

Only business yetiştir bitki
Kullanmıyo’m bi’şey sadece viski
Olmasaydım sen bi’ hiçtin
Şaka falan yok suratlar ciddi

Dertleri sırtladım sanki vinçtim
Şifreler çözüldü like Da Vinci
Suratınıza gülenler bizdik ve de biz aslında baya bi’ piçtik
Ta-ta-taklalar attım anne, çarşaf yaptım kralları anne

Dostların hepsi kahpe ama ben kimseyi satmadım anne
Kahvaltım sigara kahve, ispiyoncuların hepsi bi’ fare
Kalbim kırık acılar taze, baby gel bizdeki her şey çare
Ölümlü bardak kokteyl yaptım

Üstüne cilalar sigara yaktım
Yaralara bulamadım sargı
Günahlar işledim affet tanrım
Söyledim hepsini yaptım

Doğrudur, gençliğim gözaltı
Dostlar mahallede kaldı rezidanslardan ekmek paylaştım
Dokuz milimetre şakakta
Dilin pabuç sesi kes ve uzatma

Manitan kucağımdan inmez manzara böyle güzel mi uzaktan?
Paramparça dudaklar stres, arıyo’m nerde o masallar
Geceleri gördük sabahtan
Sıkıldım dünyadan, silahtan
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Anne* – English Translation

Grow Only Business Plant
My not use, but only whiskey
If I wasn’t, you were nothing
No jokes or something, the faces are serious

I got the troubles as if I was crane
Passwords Solved Like Da Vinci
We were the ones who laughed on your face and we are actually a lot of ‘b#stard
I threw ta-ta-taklas mom, I made sheets, kings mother

All of your friends are b#tch but I didn’t sell anyone, mom
My breakfast cigarette coffee, all of the sideschers bi ‘mouse
My heart is broken pain fresh, baby come, everything in us is remedy
I made a mortal cup cocktail

I lit cigarettes on polishing on it
I couldn’t find the wounds
I have committed sins, forgive my god
I said it did it all

It is true, my youth detention
Dostlar stayed in the neighborhood I shared bread from the residences
Nine millimeters in the temple
Cut the shoe sound of the tongue and extending

Is the landscape from my manitan lap from my lap so beautiful from a distance?
Shattered lips stress, where are my calls those fairy tales
We saw at night from the morning
I’m bored of the world, from the gun
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Lyrics Organize – Anne*

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