Description
Sometimes the past behaves like an ill-mannered guest: you think you've kicked it out, but it keeps knocking on the door - with its traumas, excuses, and songs about a great love that didn't end well. It sits next to you on the bed while the whole house is asleep and whispers, ‘Do you remember?’ And of course, you remember. It's all unpleasant, painful, but ridiculously familiar.
In this world, where even pain becomes cosy, there is a strange tenderness - as if someone stroked your cheek with broken glass. And even though memory sometimes plays the role of a sadist, somewhere deep beneath all this fatigue lies the fact that you truly loved each other. Only now it makes your chest ache a little, like an old scar in the rain.
Lyrics and music: Jan Koch
Producer: Safa Hendem
Studio: Ses Sanayii
Management: Melis Çınar Ayaz / Wondem
Production: SK
Guitars: Safa Hendem
Keyboards: Evrim Tüzün
Recording, mixing: Mehmet Cem Unal
Mastering: Jason Mitchell
Music video, story: Jan Koch
Lyrics and translation
Original
Gözlerinde kurşun.
Ne olur ağlama.
Benim de ölmüştü çok sevdiğim biri.
Geçmişinden kurtul ve ona sığınma.
Beni de dövmüştü hep en sevdiklerim.
Ve hayat böyledir.
Kötü şeyler bir kez olmaz, tekrarı vardır.
Her gece uyumadan önce travmalar ve palavralar her an yanımdalar.
Unutmadım senin bile beni üzdüğünü.
Panikler ve ataklar her an yanımdalar.
Unutmadım senin bile beni sevdiğini ama nafile.
Dilinde baltalar.
Kırıp döker, parçalar geri dönülmeyecek kadar.
Elimde hatıralar.
Keser bıçar, parçalar gerçek olamayacak kadar.
Ve hayat böyledir.
Kötü şeyler bir kez olmaz, tekrarı vardır.
Her gece uyumadan önce travmalar ve palavralar her an yanımdalar.
Unutmadım senin bile beni üzdüğünü.
Panikler ve ataklar her an yanımdalar.
Unutmadım senin bile beni sevdiğini.
Travmalar ve palavralar her an yanımdalar.
Unutmadım senin bile beni üzdüğünü.
Panikler ve ataklar her an yanımdalar.
Unutmadım senin bile beni sevdiğini ama nafile.
English translation
Bullet in your eyes.
Please don't cry.
Someone I loved very much also died.
Get rid of your past and don't take refuge in it.
My loved ones always beat me too.
And such is life.
Bad things don't happen once, they happen again.
Every night before I go to sleep, traumas and lies are always with me.
I haven't forgotten that even you made me sad.
Panics and attacks are with me at all times.
I didn't forget that even you loved me, but in vain.
Axes on your tongue.
It breaks and shatters into pieces beyond return.
Memories in my hand.
It cuts and cuts, the pieces are too big to be real.
And such is life.
Bad things don't happen once, they happen again.
Every night before I go to sleep, traumas and lies are always with me.
I haven't forgotten that even you made me sad.
Panics and attacks are with me at all times.
I didn't forget that even you loved me.
Traumas and lies are with me all the time.
I haven't forgotten that even you made me sad.
Panics and attacks are with me at all times.
I didn't forget that even you loved me, but in vain.