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aynaya bakınca çete görme işi

ben ölsem sen oturup resmimi yapsan 

sen yokmuşsun, ben hiç olmamışım
          yine de beni anlarmışsın

ah, ne güzel bıçak! nerden buldular ki bunu?

in joy and sorrow my home's in your arms

your love is the only thing i live for in this world

slowly i carve on my wrists
          open wide for you
          turning paler
          oh, i am dying
          just to be with you

in our hearts love keeps sweet talking to despair
          and goes on sleepwalking past hope 

in 666 ways i love you and i hope you feel the same