ŞARKI SÖZÜ
They're twenty floor below,
twenty floor below.
I can see the whites of their eyes,
and they're coming to get me.
In the city of angels underneath the desert moon,
I may seem in control right now,
but it's them who's calling the tune.
Turn to face my killers,
now turn and confront my fear.
There's a shadow on the wall, everything is clear.
