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Hurt like a bird on a wire
You got cursed
You got burnt
Something that no one deserves
Has broken your wings
You forgot how to sing
All the trouble it brings
Trouble that it brings
For the first time in your life you're coming home
You can feel the strength returning to your bones
Caught in a trap of desire
You got lost
You got shot with a bow
And arrow to the heart
Fashion your life like a battered wife
Got some wood and a knife
Wood and a knife
For the first time in your life you'd make a home
You'd work your fingers right down to the bone
HATA BİLDİR
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