amnesia

gecirilen siddetli bir sok veya kaza sonucu olusan hafiza kaybi.

(bkz: amnesiac)

(bkz: insomnia)

chumbawamba grubunun tubthumper albumundeki vasat bir parcanin adidir ayni zamanda.
sozleri

goodbye to the summer
sold down the river
unhappy ever after
well did you ever
did you ever reach for the glued
down penny
same old joke and it’s not funny
burns are red, bruises blue
out with the old cheated by the new
do you suffer from long
term memory loss
i don’t remember
do you suffer from long
term memory loss
i don’t remember
you sing the same old verse
stick like glue for better or worse
what goes around comes around
again again again
this heart pulled apart
hydra fighting head to head
burns are red bruises blue
out with the old cheated by the new
do you suffer from long
term memory loss
i don’t remember
do you suffer from long
term memory loss
i don’t remember
amnesia
do you suffer from long
term memory loss
i don’t remember
do you suffer from long
term memory loss
i don’t remember
do you suffer from long
term memory loss
i don’t remember
do you suffer from long
term memory loss?
i don’t remember

(bkz: dying tears)

rise against - elective amnesia sanırım anladınız mesajımı.
lyrics:
we don’t sleep very much.
these triggers ache for the touch.
where’s the strength we relied on?
here alone, like a crutch,
maybe that’s what keeps us up,
all night with a light on...


glowing screens simulate,
ads that no longer take place.
can this be what we’ve become?
paper-thin, overweight,
pills to arouse or sedate,
still we don’t know what we want.

we can’t let go,
can’t you see?
to lose control,
is to be,
finally free!

first a spark,
then a flame,
now a fire!

we explode!

into the darkest of nights,
disconnect!
cut the cord!
lights are dead!

now they’ll know,
with everything comes a price!

and each day we are torn
between the right and the wrong
between life and convenience,
why lose sleep? why complain?
there’s always channels to change,
it’s like elective amnesia.

as we grow older,
in this place,
let’s just start over,
let’s erase,

what they’ve made.

first a spark,
then a flame,
now a fire!

we explode!

into the darkest of nights,
disconnect!
cut the cord!
lights are dead!

now they’ll know,
with everything comes a price!

it could be minutes away.
it could be hours or days,
before the bottom falls out,
before the ground gives away.
into this debt we are born,
a debt we try to repay,
and yet we blacken the sky,
smoke rising out of the flames.

now they’ll know...

first a spark,
then a flame,
now a fire!

we explode!

into the darkest of nights!
disconnect!
cut the cord!
lights are dead!

now they’ll know,
with everything comes a price!

we explode!
we explode!