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Ziyaretçi
Ziyaretçi
I was reaching for a hand to hold on to.
And you threw me this stone.
The first that killed all of my hopes.
My despair, my misery.
Now that I`ve grown up the roles have changed.
My despair, my misery.
You`re the puppet and I pull the strings.
You`re the puppet and I pull the fucking strings.
Now hang by one
And you threw me this stone.
The first that killed all of my hopes.
My despair, my misery.
Now that I`ve grown up the roles have changed.
My despair, my misery.
You`re the puppet and I pull the strings.
You`re the puppet and I pull the fucking strings.
Now hang by one