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HALSEY=3AM (TÜRKÇE ÇEVİRİ)

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Lyrics;
Darling,i've just left the bar
And i've misplaced all my credit cards
My self preservation and all of my reservations
Are sıttın' and contemplating what to do with me
Do with me
Think i took it way to far
And im stumblin' drunk,getting in a car
My insecurites are hurtin me
Someone please some and flirt with me
I really need a mirror that'll come along and tell me
That im fine,i do it every time
I keep on hanging the line
Ignoring every warning sign
Come on and make me feel alright again
Cause its 3am
And im callin' everybody that i know
And here we go again
While im runnin' through the numbers in my phone
And yeah,i'll take fake moans and dial tones
Let 'em spill right down the microphone
I need it digital 'cause,baby,when its physical
I end up alone,end up alone
La La La La Lal Lal La ×3
I need it digital 'cause,baby,when its physical
I end up alone,end up alone
And every night i wanna live in color
Through a white, blue screen
I got a technicolor vision
Going vivid in my white ,blue jeans
I know its complicated
'Cause everyone that i've danted says they hate it
'Cause they don't know what to do with me,do with me
Know that my identity's always getting the best op me
Im the worst of my enemies
And i don't really know what to do with me
I keep on hanging on the line
Ignoring every warning sign
Come on and make me feel alright again
Cause its 3am
And im callin' everybody that i know
And here we go again
While im runnin' through the numbers in my phone
And yeah,i'll take fake moans and dial tones
Let 'em spill right down the microphone
I need it digital 'cause,baby,when its physical
I end up alone,end up alone
I need it digital 'cause,baby,when its physical
I end up alone,end up alone
Im recless,treat it like a necklace
Take a different version and i try it on
For size with everybody that i know
And will you please pick up yhe fucking phone
Cause its 3am
And im callin' everybody that i know
And here we go again
While im runnin' through the numbers in my phone
And yeah, i'll take fake moans and dial tones
Let 'em spill right, down the microphone
I need it digital 'cause,baby,when its physical
I end up alone,end up alone
Darling,i've just left the bar
And i've misplaced all my credit cards
My self preservation and all of my reservations
Are sıttın' and contemplating what to do with me
Do with me
Think i took it way to far
And im stumblin' drunk,getting in a car
My insecurites are hurtin me
Someone please some and flirt with me
I really need a mirror that'll come along and tell me
That im fine,i do it every time
I keep on hanging the line
Ignoring every warning sign
Come on and make me feel alright again
Cause its 3am
And im callin' everybody that i know
And here we go again
While im runnin' through the numbers in my phone
And yeah,i'll take fake moans and dial tones
Let 'em spill right down the microphone
I need it digital 'cause,baby,when its physical
I end up alone,end up alone
La La La La Lal Lal La ×3
I need it digital 'cause,baby,when its physical
I end up alone,end up alone
And every night i wanna live in color
Through a white, blue screen
I got a technicolor vision
Going vivid in my white ,blue jeans
I know its complicated
'Cause everyone that i've danted says they hate it
'Cause they don't know what to do with me,do with me
Know that my identity's always getting the best op me
Im the worst of my enemies
And i don't really know what to do with me
I keep on hanging on the line
Ignoring every warning sign
Come on and make me feel alright again
Cause its 3am
And im callin' everybody that i know
And here we go again
While im runnin' through the numbers in my phone
And yeah,i'll take fake moans and dial tones
Let 'em spill right down the microphone
I need it digital 'cause,baby,when its physical
I end up alone,end up alone
I need it digital 'cause,baby,when its physical
I end up alone,end up alone
Im recless,treat it like a necklace
Take a different version and i try it on
For size with everybody that i know
And will you please pick up yhe fucking phone
Cause its 3am
And im callin' everybody that i know
And here we go again
While im runnin' through the numbers in my phone
And yeah, i'll take fake moans and dial tones
Let 'em spill right, down the microphone
I need it digital 'cause,baby,when its physical
I end up alone,end up alone
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