Lirik Lagu Distress In The Control Tower - Anatomy Of A Ghost
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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.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
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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.
We're surroundedJust drop the gun!The fields have been cut offWith stars and black windmillsThe ticking clock spins out of control
Erosion claims the monumentsWires rust sets the ghostWith such hollow empty soundBreaking on its touch to eardrumsTraversing these low vibrationsTo an aweful piercing pitchSo tear us downSo we can cut our throatsLeaving the words written in skyNo we won't put these hands down tonight
Breathing takes practiceAnd it's practice we missedSo we dieEnd transmissionWe're giving upClimb the spires in hopes of
The flowing uncut grass climbs upAll in efforts to drag us downHidden from the stand offAs if they wouldn't look
Turn the lights lowWasting precious timeWait for no oneTell it like it
Turn the lights lowWasting precious timeWait for no oneTell it like it
Turn the lights lowWasting precious timeWait for no oneTell it like it is
Turn the lights lowWasting precious timeWait for no oneTell it like it is
Turn the lights lowWasting precious timeWait for no oneTell it like it is
Turn the lights lowWasting precious timeWait for no oneTell it like it is
Breathing takes practiceAnd it's practice we missedSo we dieEnd transmissionWe're giving upClimb the spires in hopes ofClimb the spires in hopes ofClimb the spires in hopes ofClimb the spires in hopes of
We're surroundedJust drop the gunThe fields have been cut offWith stars and black windmillsWe're surroundedJust drop the gunThe fields have been cut offThe ticking clock spins out of control
We're surroundedJust drop the gunThe fields have been cut offWith stars and black windmillsWe're surrounded
Erosion claims the monumentsWires rust sets the ghostWith such hollow empty soundBreaking on its touch to eardrumsTraversing these low vibrationsTo an aweful piercing pitchSo tear us downSo we can cut our throatsLeaving the words written in skyNo we won't put these hands down tonight
Breathing takes practiceAnd it's practice we missedSo we dieEnd transmissionWe're giving upClimb the spires in hopes of
The flowing uncut grass climbs upAll in efforts to drag us downHidden from the stand offAs if they wouldn't look
Turn the lights lowWasting precious timeWait for no oneTell it like it
Turn the lights lowWasting precious timeWait for no oneTell it like it
Turn the lights lowWasting precious timeWait for no oneTell it like it is
Turn the lights lowWasting precious timeWait for no oneTell it like it is
Turn the lights lowWasting precious timeWait for no oneTell it like it is
Turn the lights lowWasting precious timeWait for no oneTell it like it is
Breathing takes practiceAnd it's practice we missedSo we dieEnd transmissionWe're giving upClimb the spires in hopes ofClimb the spires in hopes ofClimb the spires in hopes ofClimb the spires in hopes of
We're surroundedJust drop the gunThe fields have been cut offWith stars and black windmillsWe're surroundedJust drop the gunThe fields have been cut offThe ticking clock spins out of control
We're surroundedJust drop the gunThe fields have been cut offWith stars and black windmillsWe're surrounded
