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| syd barrett şşşşşşşttt..sus..çok cam bir insandır o.Koşuşturan yaralayıcı ,kaba seslerin ortasında fazla alıngan oluşu tehdit edici bulunmuş,ölmeden asılmıştır.Bunu farkettiğini hiç sanmıyorum.Hastalanmanın şiirsel halidir o.  Vegetable Man In yellow shoes I get the blues, So I walk the street with my plastic feet with blue velvet trousers make me feel pink Theres a kind of stink about blue velvet trousers In my paisley shirt, I look a jerk, and my turquoise waistcoat is quite outta sight. But oh, oh, my haircut looks so bad.... Vegetable man! Where are you? So I change my gear, and I bugger my knees and I cover them up with the latest cuts My pants and socks are all in a box It does take long to find darn old socks The watch, black watch, my watch with a black face and a date in a little hole and all the luck, its what I got, Its what I wear, Its what you see, It must be me, Its what I am! Vegetable man! Where are you? Ah, ah ah ah, ah ah ah Hah, ah ah ah, ah ah ah - oh! I've been looking all over the place for a place for me But it ain't anywhere It just ain't anywhere. Vegetable man, Vegetable man, Vegetable man. Vegetable man, Vegetable man, Vegetable man, He's the kind of fella you just gotta see if you can, Vegetable man |
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| Sid Vicious kendine zarar verme tutkusunun zirve yaptığı kişidir,başakalarına verdiği zarar ise sırf acısını katlamak içindir..öyledir işte. 
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| Blixa Bargeld sıradışı sözlerin,müziğin içine katabildiği tuhaf seslerin mimarı..müziğin deneyini yaparken ruhları tutuşturarak akla dokunan insan. (-The Bad Seeds -Einstürzende Neubauten)  12305(te Nacht) - Tabula Rasa Album Dies is meine 12305te Nacht Die ersten paar tausend, die kannst du vergessen, ich hab' es auch getan Diese hier ist auch schon fast vorbei Was bleibt ist Nikotin und gelbe Finger Viele vorher die habe ich verpulvert und kurz- und kleingehackt in vielen verausgabt, verbraucht, geflüchtet verflüchtight, den Drachen gejagt In einer handvoll war ich nahe dran meist am Ende, nah am Ende, gegen Ende, gen morgen vorübergehend selbst ertränkt Was bleibt ist Alkohol und dumpfe Träume Manche gingen endlos und ich aus und los zu warten wo doch kein Bus fährt alle verginge, bis jetzt, bis 12305 In manchen warst du vorhanden aber ich war nicht ganz da In vielen hab' ich dich im Schlaf gesucht In vielen hab' ich dich schlafend gesucht Was bleibt? Von hier bis Mars war näher als von mir bis zu dir Ich schien aus Antimaterie zu sein - gefährlich! Es war meine 12305te Nacht In der du vor mir erschienst Du liesst deine Augen leuchten wohl nicht von ungefähr Du warst auf derselben Suche und aus demselben Grund zog's dich wohl auch zu mir Insgeheim warst du mein Spiegelbild Ich zog dich hoch und zu mir Ich war in dir - zu seh'n; und umgekehrt Weck die Liebe nicht bevor es ihr nicht selbst gefällt Bevor es ihr nicht selbst gefällt |
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jim morrison tıkla!!! |
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tom yorke tıkla!!! |
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| Brian Molko sanıyorum başka bir gezegenden düştü..buraları biraz karıştırıp gitmek üzere..  Placebo - The Bitter End Since we're feeling so anesthetised In our comfort zone Reminds me of the second time That i followed you home We're running out of allibies From the second of May Reminds me of the summer time On this winter's day See you at the bitter end See you at the bitter end Every step we take that's synchronised Every broken bone Reminds me of the second time That I followed you home You shower me with lullabies As you're walking away Reminds me that it's killing time On this fateful day See you at the bitter end See you at the bitter end See you at the bitter end See you at the bitter end From the time we intercepted Feels more like suicide [...] See you at the bitter end |
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| tom waits şair,aktör ,besteci,muzmin deli,her sesin müziği olduğunun teorisyeni..  November No shadow No stars No moon No care November It only believes In a pile of dead leaves And a moon That's the color of bone No prayers for November To linger longer Stick your spoon in the wall We'll slaughter them all November has tied me To an old dead tree Get word to April To rescue me November's cold chain Made of wet boots and rain And shiny black ravens On chimney smoke lanes November seems odd You're my firing squad November With my hair slicked back With carrion shellac With the blood from a pheasant And the bone from a hare Tied to the branches Of a roebuck stag Left to wave in the timber Like a buck shot flag Go away you rainsnout Go away, blow your brains out November |
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| Brett Anderson neredeyse olacaktı deniyor ona,nedense ... (suede)  Animal Nitrate. Like his dad you know that he's had Animal nitrate in mind, Oh in your council home he jumped on your bones Now you're taking it time after time Oh it turns you on, on, now he has gone Oh what turns you on now your animal's gone? Well he said he'd show you his bed And the delights of the chemical smile, So in your broken home he broke all your bones Now you're taking it time after time Oh it turns you on, on, now he has gone Oh what turns you on now your animal's gone? What does it take to turn you on, on, Now he has gone? Now you're over 21? Now your animal's gone? ...animal, he was animal, an animal |
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| morrissey ne mal olduğu belli işte,insanın suratına suratına ne zaman öleceksin diyen bir psiko-enteresan vaka ..yani şık sözlere alay eder gibi yumuşak ezgiler yerleştiren insan....  Margaret On The Guillotine The kind people have a wonderful dream Margaret on the guillotine because people like you make me feel so tired when will you die? when will you die? when will you die? when will you die? when will you die? because people like you make me feel so old inside please die and kind people do not shelter this dream make it real make the dream real make the dream real make it real |
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| lou reed insanı basitce bir vuruşla katmanlı bir yoğunluğa itebilme özelliği olan insan..  Perfect Day Just a perfect day drink Sangria in the park And then later when it gets dark, we go home Just a perfect day feed animals in the zoo Then later a movie, too, and then home Oh, it's such a perfect day I'm glad I spend it with you Oh, such a perfect day You just keep me hanging on You just keep me hanging on Just a perfect day problems all left alone Weekenders on our own it's such fun Just a perfect day you made me forget myself I thought I was someone else, someone good Oh, it's such a perfect day I'm glad I spent it with you Oh, such a perfect day You just keep me hanging on You just keep me hanging on You're going to reap just what you sow You're going to reap just what you sow You're going to reap just what you sow You're going to reap just what you sow |
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| Thurston Moore dahice müzik yapan insanlardan biri o...zihnini sivrilterek yaşamsal kaosu soluğunudan tanıyan müzikler yapan insan ya da..  Sugar Kane [Thurston] you're perfect in the way, a perfect end today you're burning out their lights, and burning in their eyes I love you Sugar Kane, a-comin' from the rain oh kiss me like a frog, and turn me into flame I love you all the time, I need you 8 to 9 and I can stay all night, yr body shining and I know there's something down there sugar soul back to the cross a twisted lane there something down there sugar kane I'm back again in love, I'm back again a dove where'd you get your light, your smilin' sugar life another lovers day, another cracked up night every night I say, the light is coming and I know there's something down there sugar cone back to the cross a twisted lane there's something down there sugar kane hey angel come and play, and fly me away a stroll along the beach, until you're out of time I love you sugar kane, a crack into the dream I love you sugar kane, I love you sugar kane I love you sugar kane, I love you sugar kane I love you sugar kane, I love you sugar |
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| Trent Reznor (nine inch nails) gölgelere düşkünlüğü imaj mıdır bilemem ama bazı müziklerinde her şey harika bir gölgedir,bu kesin..  "Hurt" I hurt myself today to see if I still feel I focus on the pain the only thing that's real the needle tears a hole the old familiar sting try to kill it all away but I remember everything what have I become? my sweetest friend everyone I know goes away in the end you could have it all my empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt I wear this crown of shit upon my liar's chair full of broken thoughts I cannot repair beneath the stains of time the feeling disappear you are someone else I am still right here what have I become? my sweetest friend everyone I know goes away in the end you could have it all my empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt if I could start again a million miles away I would keep myself I would find a way |
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| nick cave ırkçı olduğu iddia edilen insan...soğuk müziğin dehşet sesi,derin bestecisi,katil ruhlu söz yazarı gene de..  Dead Man In My Bed She sat in a wicker chair, her eyes they were downcast She breathed in the future, by breathing out the past The die is done, the die is shook, the die is duly cast There is a dead man in my bed, she said That smile you see upon his face It's been there for many days There's a dead man in my bed I ain't been feeling that good too much no more, she said, I swear She pointed at the bedroom door and said I ain't going in there She leaped out of her seat and screamed someone's not concentrating here There is a dead man in my bed, she said I ain't speaking metaphorically His eyes are open but he cannot see There's a dead man in my bed The leaves outside the window waved, all brown, they were, and falling Even I could tell the atmosphere in here was utterly appalling The phone it rang incessantly but nobody was calling There's a dead man in my bed, she said And though he keeps on taking notes I swear this ain't some kind of hoax Dead man in my bed Now she's in the kitchen, rattling those pots and pans I'd cook him something nice, she said, but he refuses to wash his hands He used to be so good to me, now he smells so fucking bad There is a dead man in my bed, she said I keep poking at him with my stick But his skin is just so fucking thick There's a dead man in my bed We've gotta get it all together We've gotta get it all together We've gotta get it all together We've gotta get it all together |
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| kurt cobain boğulmak,kaybolmak,dalmak,dibi bulmak..insanı. .jpg) Dumb I'm not like them But I can pretend The sun is gone But I have a light The day is done But I'm having fun I think I'm dumb Or maybe just happy Think I'm just happy(3x) My heart is broke But I have some glue help me inhale And mend it with you We'll float around And hang out on clouds Then we'll come down And I have a hangover Have a hangover(3x) Skin the sun Fall asleep Wish away The soul is cheap Lesson learned Wish me luck Soothe the burn Wake me up I think I'm dumb(12x) |
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Bu sıra adamım biraz kilo almış gibi ama kötü çocuklara onu eklemeden edemiyorum  StaiND  Excess Baggage Well I know the words, but I can't really speak them To you And I hide all the pain that I've gained with my wisdom From you And I'm eaten alive by what I hold inside All the things that I live with I can't easily hide And I'm left here with nothing, nothing to live for But you It's not easy to hide All this damage inside I'll carry you with me Until I'm not alive When you look at my face, does it seem just as ugly? To you? I can't seem to erase all the scars I have lived with From you I'm so sick of this place This taste in my mouth Cause of you I can't figure what I'm all about And I'm left here with nothing, nothing to live for But you It's not easy to hide All this damage inside I'll carry you with me 'Til I'm not alive |
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