You don't really know how to love yourself.
You didn't really learn how to face your truth.
I watch you try, you can't get up,
You don't even know how to move.
I realise you are sedated.
It's like a mental jungle:
You will get lost, get lost, get lost.
It's like a mental jungle:
You will come home exhausted.
If I said I could help you to make a start,
You still wouldn't have the tools to mend your heart.
As I watch you try, you can't get up,
You don't even know how to move.
I realise you are sedated.
It's like a mental jungle:
You will get lost, get lost, get lost.
It's like a mental jungle:
You will come home exhausted.
Birazd?m, ço?ald?m, elimdedir sand?m
?nat içindeymi? inan ah kurtulsam
Nerdeydin ah sana uzand?m da…
It's like a mental jungle:
You will get lost, get lost, get lost.
It's like a mental jungle:
You will get lost, get lost, get lost.
It's like a mental jungle:
You will come home exhausted.
?çime i?ledi kelimeler bir an içindeydi
Günah?msa bunlar, kabul edip öderim
Üzgünüm hem de çok üzgün
Writer(s): Hayko Cepkin, Ferry M Punto Duijsens, Van Anna M Anneke Giersbergen
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