ŞARKI SÖZÜ
Every morning just seems the same
Deluted false and mundane
Assuming this all might change
Disppointed I feel so strained
Three months of sleepless nights
Praying this turns out right
Somebody come please save me
Bring me back to reality
Victim of circumstance
Given up my last chance
Feels like I'm wasting time
Monotony fills up life
