• ing. nefret ediyorum.
    overkill $arkisi.
  • years of decay albümündendir.
    sözleri;

    got so much trouble
    hate this job
    tried to get out
    trapped like a dog
    no i don't like

    pumpin' gas
    do ya hate to wait
    life's a game
    play your rules
    is the bottle half empty
    or the bottle half full
    it does no good
    no good to shout
    but i scream i hate
    say i'm hostile
    gotta relax
    better get a grip
    here's the facts
    i hate bein' here.

    i hate people that make ya feel small
    i hate having my back against the wall
    i hate bein' talked down to
    i hate your rules
    i hate'em all
    hate bein' marked to take the fall
    planet's not big enough for me and you

    got trouble over me
    surrounded by jerks
    can't ya see
    smile to my face
    know ya lie
    knife in my back another game
    rules, rules, rules
    not for me,
    you fuckin' fool.

    so open your mouth
    one more time
    and my foot is goin' down
    in one ear
    out the other
    a waste of time
    don't even bother
    i hate bein' here

    think i know
    how ya got this far
    think i know
    got where we are
    think i'll hate you
    where you'll be dead
    i know it, i hate you
    smile to my face
    know to die
    says the problems
    ask your self way
    hate the games
    hate the rules
    you're gonna loose
    say i'm hostile
    gotta relax
    better get a grip
    here's the fact
    not much more of you
  • söylemesi pek zevklidir. nakarattaki gitarların sözlerle uyumu enfes.
  • en güzel işyerinde dinlenir bu şarkı, time to kill ile beraber, kulaklıkla tabi.

    got so much trouble
    hate this job
    tried to get out
    trapped like a dog
    no i don't like

    i hate
  • overkill in bitmeyen öfkesinin zirvesi
  • çok içten sözlere sahip passenger şarkısı. buradan

    i hate racist blokes, telling tasteless jokes
    and explaining where people belong
    i hate ignorant folks, who pay money to see gigs
    and talk through every fucking song
    i hate people in night clubs, snorting coke
    and explaining where your going wrong
    well if you agree, then come hating with me
    and feel free to sing along

    and it goes:
    la, la, la, la, la, la
    la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
    la, la, la, la, la, la
    la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
    wonderful, love it

    well i hate pointless status updates on facebook
    fyı we were never "m8"s
    we pretend to be friends on the internet
    when in real life, we have nothing to say
    to each other, oh brother ı have love for my mother
    for good times, for music and my mates
    yeah i laugh, and live and i have love to give
    but sometimes all you can do is hate

    and it goes:
    la, la, la, la, la, la
    la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
    la, la, la, la, la, la
    la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

    well i hate them fussy eaters, you cook them fajitas
    they only eat pizza and chips
    i hate stepping outside, for a smoke and some guy
    coughs, like your lungs are his
    and i hate queuing up, for festival toilets
    especially when you need to shit
    and i hate the x-factor, for murdering music
    you bunch of money grubbing pricks

    and it goes:
    la, la, la, la, la, la
    la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
    la, la, la, la, la, la
    la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

    and i hate them magazines, aimed at insecure teens
    that make ten year old's race to grow up
    hey kids, let's all be anorexic or better
    eat chocolate until you throw up
    keep your hollywood stars, and their stupid cars
    and the bo-tox, that makes them look fucked
    just grow old with grace, have you seen cher's face
    ıt looks like it's been hit by a truck

    and it goes:
    la, la, la, la, la, la
    la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
    la, la, la, la, la, la
    la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

    one more time, loud as you can
    la, la, la, la, la, la
    la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
    la, la, la, la, la, la
    la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
  • her bir cümlesine katıldığım eğlenceli passenger şarkısı.
  • 80'lerden beri dinlediğim bir overkill şarkısı bu, ana teması olan nefret duygusu çok sarmaz beni ama müziği, ritmi ile periyodik olarak dinlerim o zamanlardan beri. zaten çok zaman şarkıların sözleri içinde kaybolup giden bir adam değilim, bu şarkıdaki nefret temasına özel de değil durumum yani.

    ama bu sabah olan bir kaç olay üzerine saçma bir toplantı eklenince; koşturarak arabaya gitme, kapıyı kapatıp bu güzelim türküyü son ses açma ve boğazı yırtmacasına 10 saniye brutal vokal çığlığı atma reçetesiyle kendime gelebildiğim bir ritüelim var artık. ve evet, sözlerin içinde de kaybolmak da dahil bu ritüele.
  • passenger'ın sadece canlı kaydı bulunan, şarkının yapısı gereği stüdyoda kaydetmediği, all the little lights albümünün bonusu. bu şarkının nakaratı çok basit, hiçbir söz yok, sadece seyirci ile "laylaylaylay" diyorlar. istanbul'da da seslendirdi. sözlerinin modası geçti biraz fakat bazı sözler hala evrenselliğini koruyor. örneğin:

    "i hate stepping outside, for a smoke and some guy, coughs, like your lungs are his"
    veya
    "and i hate queuing up, for festival toilets, especially when you need to shit"

    belki de geçtiğimiz sene yayımladığı "passenger (live from san francisco)" albümündeki sözleri biraz daha günümüze uyarlayabilirdi. olsun yine de güle güle dinliyoruz her seferinde.
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