şarkıyı her dinlediğimde yukarı taşırım ben bu postu
Destiny, Destiny protect me from the world
Destiny, hold my hand protect me from the world
Here we are, with our running and confusion
And I don't see no confusion anywhere
And if the world does turn, and if London burns
I'll be standing on the beach with my guitar
I want to be in a band, when I get to heaven
Anyone can play guitar
And they won't be a nothing anymore
Grow my hair, Grow my hair I am Jim Morrison
Grow my hair, I wannabe wannabe wannabe Jim Morrison
kimin içinden geçmez ki londrayı yakıp saçları uzatıp jim morrison olmak ahh ahh birde gitar çalabilsem...
şimdi tamda bu havada londra da olabilseydim eğer...
asla eğerle biten cümleler kurmazdım.
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