blindsided
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obituary'nin frozen in time adlı son albümününde bulunan şaheser.
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(bkz: blind sided)
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bon iver
for emma, forever ago
back down, down to the downtown
down to the lockdown...
boards, nails lie around
i crouch like a crow
contrasting like snow
for the agony i'd rather know
'cause blindsided
i am blindsided
peek in
into the peer in
i'm not really like this
i'm probably plightless
i come through the window
i'm crippled and slow
for the agony i'd rather know
'cause blindsided
i am blindsided
would you really rush out?
would you really rush out?
would you really rush out for me now?
would you really rush out for me now?
would you really rush out for me now?
would you really rush out for me now?
ooh, for me now
ooh, for me now
ooh, for me now
taut line
down to the shoreline
the end of a blood line
the moon is a cold light
there's a pull to the flow
my feet melt in the snow
for the irony i'd rather know
'cause blindsided
i was blindsided
blinded
i was blindsided
blinded
i was blindsided -
muazzam bir black star riders eseri.
why should ı live in history?
condemned to a life of coulda been
ı quit takin' dope, ı quit drinking whiskey
ı quit takin' chances
ı gave her the ring my mother gave me
she said meet at the station 4:30
so ı sit here waiting, patiently
why should ı live in history?
when the world shines up dirt
and calls it coal
they're selling the light at the church
at the end of the road
when angel's wings run out of veins
looks like ı'm blindsided once again
why should ı live in history?
gave away my gun and joined the scene
resurrection mary's gonna set me free
now, ı'm a believer
but this mocking bird is mocking me
she's four hours late and ı'm all at sea
one little taste is all it takes
to get me back to history
when the world shines up dirt
and calls it coal
they're selling the light at the church
at the end of the road
when angel's wings run out of veins
looks like ı'm blindsided once again
ıf ı gave a damn of what you thought
ı'd give you the bottle and ask
now the streets are dead and ı'm ashamed
think ı'll go call upon my past!
ı'm all out of hope
ı'm all out of you
there's nothing left
there's nothing new
and your judgement day is long past due
now what am ı supposed to do
why should ı live in history?
underneath this tin foil moon
ı just got tired of waiting around
for you to change your tune
ın my desire for your company
ıf only time would let me be
and stop the world from stopping me
why should ı live in history?
when the world shines up dirt
and calls it coal
they're selling the light at the church
at the end of the road
when angel's wings run out of veins
looks like ı'm blindsided once again
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