Lirik Lagu Butcher's Block - Anacrusis
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
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- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Look around, it's all going blackTons upon tons and it's breaking our backsWe're setting our courseLeading ourselves, one by oneTo the butcher's block
We're sharpening the axe ourselvesGrinding it sharper to cut through the worldTouching the blade to the grinding stoneHold ourselves down awaiting the cut
We're killing ourselves by running awayWe've got to stop before it's too lateSix feet under is where we will beDeeper and deeperWe're digging our own graves
We're sharpening the axe ourselvesGrinding it sharper to cut through the worldTouching the blade to the grinding stoneHold ourselves down awaiting the cut
If we take the seeds of timeAnd throw them to the windTo fall upon the infertile soilThe weeds of carelessness shall overtake the landUntil there is nothing left to destroyAnd if we fail we can't go backWe can't go backIt's in our handsThe fate of man
Our heads on the block, is this the end?The decision is ours, our necks will not mendWe're setting our courseLeading ourselvesTo the butcher's block
We're sharpening the axe ourselvesGrinding it sharper to cut through the worldTouching the blade to the grinding stoneHold ourselves down awaiting the cut
We're killing ourselves by running awayWe've got to stop before it's too lateSix feet under is where we will beDeeper and deeperWe're digging our own graves
We're sharpening the axe ourselvesGrinding it sharper to cut through the worldTouching the blade to the grinding stoneHold ourselves down awaiting the cut
If we take the seeds of timeAnd throw them to the windTo fall upon the infertile soilThe weeds of carelessness shall overtake the landUntil there is nothing left to destroyAnd if we fail we can't go backWe can't go backIt's in our handsThe fate of man
Our heads on the block, is this the end?The decision is ours, our necks will not mendWe're setting our courseLeading ourselvesTo the butcher's block
