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letra de believing is the only term that my religion has fantasies - furkan yavuz

[verse 1]
what’s the fact of the terms
that circ-mstances tryna put me in my way?
if they let it be, i’ll be on my way
no need them to guide the way
or the doctors to represent to be the
founder, saver, life saver
it’s all upto the fighter
the beast that will burn in the lighter
smoke away the tears awake
be woken up for the sake
of the life i lost tryna be in your way
depressed, lonely, got f-cked but
found the lost hope in others’ eyes
others’ eyes are the eyes
burnt less lighter than your eyes
when i look into them
there’s no need for me to close my eyes
because when i shut them awake
i don’t see a black, dark image of my mind
i see a light of my aura that keeps me up
not the vices that would f me up
not the vices that would f me up
so you say the vivid pictures would lie there
sleepless nights will be my nightmare?
what if i don’t shake to see them
wouldn’t pinching myself be a-needing then?
why do we pinch ourselves, to see that reality hurts?
or to be woken up to the hurting isn’t really badly hurts?
what badly hurts, the fact that i feel alone?
the fact that i hate depression but sit still in it
the help i call for isn’t really been on the way?
but i’m on the way, don’t care what’s the day?
weather changes like me, reality, can you unsee?
religous, let’s be, believing the blessing that you’re alive
down to those with me, i feel happy, i feel happy
depression can beat up me? or will she sit here with me?
i’ll be better off deaf-ly, so i can focus on the fact
you’re alone with me, home lays your back and knee
depression’s priceless, gaining violonce, losing sight cos’
my mind is timeless, to avoid the pain of the time that p-sses me
not loving every minute i live to see, what’s happening?
white light tortures me, death might be happily
if you stay here blue, lately you’ll feel:
veins and the bloods are red to be mixed with you
you’ll shine, i believe in you, you’ll flow i can see it through
don’t cut your wrist for yourself to see it too

[verse 2]
everybody shows the way that they see
everybody thinks that thats who they see
everybody says that thats gotta be
but everybody fakes their life unawarely
some got talent, some got hurt
hurts got talent, let them birds
i just let them i got hurt
i got talent, birds got hurt

refuse the blessings
come towards the god
deny the lessons
religion falls apart
atheism, created by the human
are the humans created by the others?
others are the weapon
others are the human
others are the blessing
others are the lessons
others are the god
others are the god

[pre-chorus]
my mind was stuck in a place
that even god doesn’t know a phase
it all went to the seperate ways
maybe my grave still remains
if god knew where my mind had been
he would save it he would win
and i would be saved i would win
then i could know where my mind had been

[chorus]
it’s called depression
a hateful obsession
some call it sickness
but some call it f-ck this!
just being cool with it and
losing the fight against it
it makes me so mad because
death shouldn’t be on purpose

[verse 3]
the teenagers on their way to the end
the humans are wasted and made amends
the good ones are lost but
the bad ones are on their way to the h-ll

[chorus]
it’s called depression
an hateful obsession
some call it sickness
but some call it f-ck this!
just being cool with it and
losing the fight against it
it makes me so mad because
death shouldn’t be on purpose

- furkan yavuz

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