Why? - 2020

Track on Progress

Mavi Yollar

This song is about self discovery and what really matters

Paper Thin Victories (Remastered)

Sakla

Beni unuttu zaman,
Gölgeler fısıldar sessizce.
Yol uzar, yol kaybolur,
Bir ışık söner içimde.

Kim var orada?
Kim seslenir?
Boşluğa sordum,
Yanıt yok…

Aynalar yalan söyler,
Gördüğüm ben miyim?
Sisler ardında kaybolur,
Bir iz, bir an, bir bilinmez.

Kim var orada?
Kim seslenir?
Boşluğa sordum,
Yanıt yok…

Bir düş gibi, bir rüya gibi,
Buradaydım, şimdi hiçlikteyim.


Kim var orada?

Yeah, yeah, uh
Brick walls talk, let me tell you what they say
Faceless stares, man, they tryna push me away
Paper trails, bureaucrats with the smirk game
Welcome here? Only when they need my work name

Clock ticking, cold ink on my Aufenthalt
Scars deep, but they wonder why I never smile
Hollow words, fake nods, yeah they all doubt
But I see the rules switch when their pockets run out

Wake up early, dread the mail, it's another form
Pay to prove I exist, tell me what it’s for
At the door, neighbors whisper ‘bout my second name
Like I ain’t the one payin' rent, tryna stake my claim

Train seats empty when I sit, yeah I peep that
Security trails, store clerks play the recap
Underpaid, overworked, they don’t see that
But when they need a mule, I'm the first that they feedback

Clock ticking, cold ink on my Aufenthalt
Scars deep, but they wonder why I never smile
Hollow words, fake nods, yeah they all doubt
But I see the rules switch when their pockets run out

Say ‘adapt,’ but they change the game with no warning
Smirks in meetings, like I’m lucky that I’m even talking
Integration’s just a leash with a longer rope
Patronizing tones, nod slow like I never know

Crack a joke in their tongue, now they stunned stiff
Like fluency's a crime, like I’m tryna run a script
But my people built half these streets, check the ledger
History erased, but the sweat still the measure

Clock ticking, cold ink on my Aufenthalt
Scars deep, but they wonder why I never smile
Hollow words, fake nods, yeah they all doubt
But I see the rules switch when their pockets run out

One rule for them, ten for me, different laws
Same moves, but they tell me that I'm playing wrong
Street cameras watch me like I came to take
But it's them that pocket gold from the hands they shake

Cops stop me, face cold, no probable cause
They just wanna flex power, let me know who's boss
Job hunt feelin’ like a marathon with no end
Overqualified but still told, "Not a culture fit, friend."

Every step is chess, gotta plan ten ahead
They hate when we win, rather see us beg instead
But we push, we build, we rewrite the books
Underdogs? Nah, kings who took what they never could

Clock ticking, cold ink on my Aufenthalt
Scars deep, but they wonder why I never smile
Hollow words, fake nods, yeah they all doubt
But I see the rules switch when their pockets run out

Yeah, yeah, uh
For my people dodging glances in the supermarket line
For the names they can't pronounce, so they say "never mind"
For the hands that built, but the history they declined
Keep rising, keep moving, they can’t keep us blind

Ausländer, be hört!

Landed fresh, bags in hand (skrrt!)  
Had a dream, now I see it's a scam!
Bürokratie, stamps on stamps,  
Waiting rooms, lost in maps!  

Zahlen, Zahlen, pay your fee,  
A thousand rules, but none for me!  
Paper stacks like prison walls,  
Yet I'm the one they call illegal, huh?  

Schönen Tag, fake-ass smile (pfft!)  
Job rejections, coffee cold,  
Work permit? Seven months hold!

Get back, get back, get the fuck back!  
Cold print, foreign ink, no slack!  
Gun blast, Da-Rat-t-t-tat-Dat, BRRR!
Dreams in debt, can’t erase that!  

Cold streets, colder hearts (yeah!)  
This ain’t life, this is dark (brrr!)  
Tried to blend, got torn apart (uh!)  
Grey skies match my scars!  

Find a flat? (HA!) 5k warm for a mat!  
"Kein Deutsch?" No contract,  
But my taxes still intact!  

Trains delayed, pockets frayed,  
"Go back home" ain't said, but made!  
"Integration," but gates stay barricade!  

Ich bin müde, can't keep up,  
Yet they say "work harder, bruh!" 
Dirk gets paid for less,  
But I’m the one they stress?  

Paperwork stacking, drowning deep but they just laughing, doors keep slamming!


They call me guest, but never a friend,  
Smiles don’t match, just pretend!  
Winter comes, never ends,  
This cycle spins again!  

I tried, I ran, I bled,  
But my name ain't Hans or Jan!
Grey walls, ceilings stand,  
Paper cuts deep in hand!  

Get back, get back, get the fuck back!  
Cold print, foreign ink, no slack!  
Gun blast, Da-Rat-t-t-tat-Dat, BRRR!
Dreams in debt, can’t erase that!

Cold streets, colder hearts (yeah!)  
This ain’t life, this is dark (brrr!)  
Tried to blend, got torn apart (uh!)  
Grey skies match my scars!  


berk

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