III. The Cliff

It did not have to end with these words
(But it has, now it has to)
What we dreamed was clearly not we heard
(What the fuck I realized that you said)
All our memories standing by a cliff
(Let them fall, let them all)
They are falling down and all we feel is dirt



Credits
Writer(s): Mert Erdem
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