• 1992 tarihi dismember mcdsi..
  • cok guzel bir hoobastank parcasi..basinda bagirisi gazdir.

    turn around and pick up the pieces!

    i, like a rock, sink, sinking 'til i hit the bottom
    the water is much deeper than i thought
    nothing to swim with, kickin' but i keep sinking
    a lesson that no one could have ever taught

    and i can almost breathe the air
    right beyond my finger tips
    i'll turn around and pick up the pieces
    one more push and i'll be there
    back where i belong
    i'll turn around and pick up the pieces

    i see the picture, blurry but now it's in focus
    a fairy tale i purchased on my own
    i finally woke up, everything is better
    a chance for me to open up and grow

    and i can almost breathe the air
    right beyond my finger tips
    i'll turn around and pick up the pieces
    one more push and i'll be there
    back where i belong
    i'll turn around and pick up the pieces

    turn around and pick up the pieces! (x3)

    suffocating, sinking further almost every day
    (turn around and pick up the pieces!)
    barely treading, water knowing i will not give up
    i will not give up
    i will not give up

    cause i can almost breathe the air,
    right beyond my finger tips
    i'll turn around and pick up the pieces
    one more push and i'll be there
    back where i belong
    i'll turn around and pick up the pieces
  • sum41 versiyonunun sözleri:

    i tried to be perfect
    but nothing was worth it
    i don't believe it makes me real
    i thought it'd be easy
    but no one believes me
    i meant all the things i said

    if you believe it's in my soul
    i'd say all the words that i know
    just to see if it would show
    that i'm trying to let you know
    that i'm better off on my own

    this place is so empty
    my thoughts are so tempting
    i don't know how it got so bad
    sometimes it's so crazy
    that nothing can save me
    but it's the only thing that i have

    if you believe it's in my soul
    i'd say all the words that i know
    just to see if it would show
    that i'm trying to let you know
    that i'm better off on my own

    on my own

    i tried to be perfect
    it just wasn't worth it
    nothing could ever be so wrong
    it's hard to believe me
    it never gets easy
    i guess i knew that all along

    if you believe it's in my soul
    i'd say all the words that i know
    just to see if it would show
    that i'm trying to let you know
    that i'm better off on my own

    ayrıca özellikle klibin sonu çok güzel ve düşündürücüdür.
  • bu aralar tekrar tekrar dinlediğim, pek de bi beğendiğim, her dinleyişimde de kendimden birşeyler bulduğumu farkettiğim bir sum 41 şarkısı. herkese tarafımdan tavsiye edilmektedir.
  • bir sevendust şarkısı.ayrıca saw2 filminin soundtrackindeki şarkılardan biridir.

    walk that crooked line,
    i see you try to beat the one step
    into the middle of the circle,

    try and try you ask me to answer,
    all the time i gave you a reason,
    (why?)
    you want me to show you,
    (why?)
    ask again,
    ask again,
    (then you'll see)

    why, i wanna feel the same as you,
    (ask again)
    (ask again)
    (and i'll show you)
    the circle's broken down,
    (i don't care if you blame me)

    i don't care if you hate me,
    i don't care if you trust me,
    i don't care if you blame me,
    (now the circle is broken)

    (ahhhhh, i can feel you)
    scream at the thought of my name,
    (stop)
    walking around talking shit again,
    will you remember my face when,
    (i reach out and touch you)

    (you'll know)
    why, i'll never be the same as you
    (ask again)
    (is it in you fuck?)
    the circle's broken down,
    (i don't care if you blame me)

    i don't care if you hate me,
    i don't care if you trust me,
    i don't care if you blame me,
    (now the circle is broken)

    (ahhhh, now it's my turn)
    the circle's broken down,
    (the circle is broken)

    i don't care if you hate me,
    i don't care if you trust me,
    (next)
    i don't care if you blame me,
    (i just don't give a shit)
  • hem gaz hem bi yandan da sanırsam ki vokalden ve gitar melodilerinden bi şekil hüzün vermeyi başarabilen bir sum 41 şarkısı. biraz the o c soundtrack parçası tadında olsa da bazen insanın ihtiyacı oluyor demek.
  • lanet olasıca bir soğuk hava esintisi sağlayan sum 41 eseridir kendileri, hah klibine gelirsek, biz neyiz nerelerdeyiz sunumu sağlar. malesef çok şık.
  • bir static x parcasi;

    what i want to find
    i got a taste of
    what's on the outside
    i feel it pounding
    i feel it bending
    i feel it breaking
    breaking me inside

    i got
    not yet
    smash my
    fucking fist
    (my frustration)

    my body, my mind, my soul, and my life
    so far, so near, so hard, so clear
    my body, my mind, my soul, and my life
    too far to go, too high, too low

    killing me inside
    take a drink forget
    chemical passion
    drowning my defect
    i feel it pounding
    i feel it bending
    i feel it breaking
    all that is perfect

    i got
    not yet
    smash my
    fucking fist
    (my frustration)

    my body, my mind, my soul, and my life
    so far, so near, so hard, so clear
    my body, my mind, my soul, and my life
    too far to go, too high, too low

    frustrated, frustrated...
  • bir patricia barber şarkısı;

    there's a piece on the chair, a piece in the hall,
    a nice piece of me stuck to the wall
    divide and conquer the jigsaw in you
    has left me as under all over the room
    there's a piece by the clock,
    clinging awkwardly to time,
    there's a piece by the piano
    clinging stubornly to rhyme
    there's a fun piece of me in a crack in the floor
    an innocent piece who walked out the door
    call me a doctor or a strucral engineer
    draft me a past and a future
    that consent to adhere
    give me a pill that makes cohesion
    a pharmacological thing
    bring me the tape and the twine
    and the blue-print design to fit the scarps
    and the threads to the feet and the legs
    there's a piece that was pretty for a moment or two
    now my mouth and my lips are somehow a skew
    a piece of a hero is behind the tv
    the piece with the glue is looking for pieces of me
    there's a piece in detroit, a piece in l.a.,
    new york is a critic
    she's funny that way
    there's a piece prone to panic
    a big piece is blue
    all the pieces agree the best piece went with you
    in fragmentsand tatters, scattered all over the road
    each piece has the other
    but no pieces is a whole
    little maps in their pockets
    reflections of possiblity
    the pieces pick themselves up dust
    themselves off and start all over again
  • "işte geldim burdayım!" tadında başlayan, everything's the rush'ta yer alan bir delays şarkısı.

    şeyden bahsediyor şair burada, ehem, gene aynı şeyleri yaşadığını iddia ediyor efenim, gene kafası bozulmuş abinin, tamir etmem lazım diyor, bikaç bi'şey daha var ama salla onları şimdi diyor. sonra anlaşılan arkadaşı gelmiş buna, bu da anlatmış "abi şöyle oldu böyle oldu böyle yaptı bana kaltak" filan demiş, arkadaşı da "sallaaaaaa" demiş, fırlatmış sallayıp bunu zamanın ötesine. sözler öyle, inanmıyosanız okuyun. hem de bu daha ilk kıta.

    neyse sonra adamın arkadaşı biraz bokunu çıkarıp şairi duvara yapıştırmış amele sümüğü gibi adeta, bunun üzerine sirenler çalmaya başlamış, polis dayanmış kapılarına "ne bok yiyosunuz lan bu saatte üst komşu şikayet etti" demiş, bunlar da "abi valla biz televizyon izliyoruz ordan geliyo heralde sesler, zaten bi bok yok bütün kanallar aynı, ne bokuma evde oturuyoruz ki çıkalım biz de sizle madem" demiş çıkmışlar dışarı.

    sonra şair henüz yeni araba kullanmaya başladığı için biraz acemi olduğundan mütevellit oraya buraya bodoslama dala dala gitmiş bi süre. sonra çotaa diye bi yere çarpmış bi bakmış kol bi tarafta, bacak torpidoda, kafası zaten bi dünya. toplamış sonra parçalarını tekeeer teker, yapıştırmış bi güzel.

    sonra işte kızla ilgili bi'şeyler daha diyor ama oralar mühim diyl.
    en son cümlede de "nereden geldim nerelere gidicem kendimi bulsam gıy gıy gıy" diye devam eden bir burak kut şarkısı vardı ya hani vakti zamanında. o satırları da bildiğin ordan yürütmüş. püü. koca british indie'si delays sen git burak kut'un sözünü al. bir türk dünyaya bedeldir diyorum inanmıyorsunuz. velakin bu dünya beş para eder mi? orası tartışılır. hah sosyal mesajımızı da verdikten sonra benim gençlere tavsiyem, bu tür kriz anlarında saykoya bağlamamaları. sevgiler. işte delays'in listelerde aranan; arandıkça aranan ama bir türlü bulunamayan sözleri. daha yeni ya ondan heralde. ama ben buldum. hahayt. mühim olan insanlar eşlik etsin şarkıya. hah başladı başladı:

    here i am again
    with a head to mend
    and little else besides
    there's nothing like a friend
    to throw you out of time

    running into walls
    when the siren calls
    i don't know what to try
    there's nothing on tv
    and staying in's a crime

    so i can drive, i'm learning to arrive
    without damaging the exit sign
    i'll pick up my pieces on my way out

    i don't wanna go with a voice unknown
    and drag you from the deep
    i'd rather be alone
    than next to you asleep

    running into walls
    when the siren calls
    i don't know what to try
    there's nothing on tv
    and staying in's a crime

    so i can drive, i'm learning to arrive
    without damaging the exit signs
    i pick up my pieces on my way out

    wherever you came from
    wherever you go
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