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spellbound - nokuf lyrics

can you tell? we’ve been burning souls to get a better smell
we’ve been taking corners to cut a snack off that giant cr*p
we’ve been searching for gold, lot more than personal goals
i was thought to take it step by step. now we step on the rules

’cause…

they pulled the trigger that sent me to rust in h*ll
(stuck in the prison that’s invented by a spell)
i’m seeing some things then i feel a wound got there by itself
(in the beginning though, i couldn’t even tell)

always thought the pain was something ’till i saw the spell
(i envision though, i couldn’t see it well)
wish i have gotten there before so that it would rang a bell
(yeah! i was late but f*ck it farewell!)

heavy. all this sh*t is heavy
climbing up the hill with a ton of a guilt…
i don’t know how to carry (carry)

ready, i thought i was ready
running through my dreams…
quarter of a life passed already (already)

lately, i’ve been sky sailing
seeking for answers but what am i?
who am i questioning?
slowly, reachin’ to the safety
feels good to be able to see it
but i gotta be hasty! (ah!)

(now!)

i don’t think there’s metaphor to use
all i do is take off curtain and talk about the truth
no one asking me. how am i even waking up? rage is up, i carry up
the guilt on my shoulders tryna find a way to prove…

myself, die man! treat me like a pilot pen
better be backing up a little, i’m becoming a nightmare
it’s not about the past, not about the blood i shed
it’s about the people i met but i will never forget

plain days, small sp*ce, same way with a cheap taste
some play, some stay, some pray i’m late
why take all the blame? mix it with the rage?
dreamin’ of my 25, thinkin’ how to catch the flight

did i really become an artist? did i even made it to the opening?
extorting my belief, yellin’ at my face “stop breathing!”
“you put your pity life under the flag of the k!llin'”
“now cry about it! this is what you livin'”
bir siktirin gidin! sorma bana! ne öğrendim?
gençliğimden yıl verdim. gözlerimden sır verdim
yasak olan kapıdayım, hakim bana gün verdi
kime, neye ve neden böyle aptal gibi güvendim?

g*yretsizim. g*yret, artık bana destek olamaz
sözler yola koyulmadan, gerceği arayamaz
so why am i even wasting time, tryna tell my story?
no one’s gonna understand. what took me so long? “my story”

(uh!) vital, all this sh*t is vital
admitted the minute it get in your head, caught up in the wild
blissfully i stored it to a quarter of my wish list
so, i don’t need to fix this, i’m caught up in denial

you had the best of me, had it for a while
but what’s the recipe? more of you and less of me?
i never chose to listen, just to strengthen all the weaponry
i did it just to keep the pain out, but its stressin’ me
saw a message in the chain mail
now i know the chains well
looking for some change now…
from the treachery (treachery)

who the brains now?
freedom is the main vow
that i dedicate
subject to that predicate

cycle out, cycle in…
always one to meditate
cycle in, cycle out…
now i’m bout to levitate

gratitude from all the pain
coming from the separate
attitude from all the brains
sittin’ in the disparate

lighter than a feather… (yeah!)
wait! stronger is the one of moon and sun
than the two that get together
never stay tethered…

though a habit may be needed
sh*t is rapid and its fleeting like the weather
i seek to understand, when you speak, i’m only clever
vive in la máchina, with my hands on the lever

confident, but c*cky? nah
i was caught up in your spell…
but i can’t be tied forever in a sloppy not

(uh!) i had to take a break
though a gap, its only fate…
when you last a phony state

and i’m laughing, though i’m late
the attraction was so massive
but i’m fast to coronate…
so, i’m passing through the gate (through the gate)

and i’m taping in
i return to the plain
not concerned about the yang
nor the lack o’yin (yeah!)

and time will always tell
so, you should bid me well
never sever, cause it’s…
better for you at the end

- nokuf lyrics

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