İçiboş
Kurban
Empty Inside
The charisma that shakes the ground and the sky,
Today it’s all on the streets.
The greedy ones who betray their friends,
Today they’re all in the houses.
Right now in front of me, my couch and my table,
Behind the painting on the wall, my stash.
But it’s all empty inside.
The guy who steals my cash and my jewels,
And my lover’s picture, he’s running away, man.
Come on, let’s go, catch him!
Come on, let’s go, catch him!
