Lirik Lagu Marrow - Ani Difranco
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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
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- 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.
the answer camelike a shot in the backwhile you were running from your lessonwhich might explainwhy years later all you could rememberwas the terror of the questionplus, you weren't listeningyou were stockpiling canned goodsmaking a bomb shelter of our basementand i can't believe you let the moral go bywhile you were soaking in the product placement
where was your conscience?where was your consciousness?and where did you put all those lettersthat you wrote to yourselfbut could not address?
i'm a good kisserand you're a fast learnerand that kinda thing could float usfor a pretty long timethen one day you'd realizeyou've memorized my phone numberand you'll call it and findit's a disconnected linecuz i got tossed out the window of love's el caminoand i shattered into a shower of sparks on the curbyou were smoking meweren't you?between your yellow fingersyou just inhaled and exhaled without saying a word
where was your conscience?where was your consciousness?and where did you put all those lettersthat you wrote to yourselfbut could not address?
there's a smorgasbord of unspoken poisonsa whole childhood of potionsthat are all bottled upand so one by one i am dusting off labelsi am uncorking bottles and filling up cupsso go ahead and have a taste of your own medicineand i'll have a taste of minebut first let's toast to the liststhat we hold in our fistsof the things that we promise to dodifferently next time
cuz the answer came like a shot in the backwhile you were running from your lessonwhich might explainwhy years later all you could rememberwas the terror of the questionplus i'm not listening to you anymoremy head is too sore and my heart's perforatedand i'm mired in the marrow of my (well... ain't that) funny bonelearning how to b
where was your conscience?where was your consciousness?and where did you put all those lettersthat you wrote to yourselfbut could not address?
i'm a good kisserand you're a fast learnerand that kinda thing could float usfor a pretty long timethen one day you'd realizeyou've memorized my phone numberand you'll call it and findit's a disconnected linecuz i got tossed out the window of love's el caminoand i shattered into a shower of sparks on the curbyou were smoking meweren't you?between your yellow fingersyou just inhaled and exhaled without saying a word
where was your conscience?where was your consciousness?and where did you put all those lettersthat you wrote to yourselfbut could not address?
there's a smorgasbord of unspoken poisonsa whole childhood of potionsthat are all bottled upand so one by one i am dusting off labelsi am uncorking bottles and filling up cupsso go ahead and have a taste of your own medicineand i'll have a taste of minebut first let's toast to the liststhat we hold in our fistsof the things that we promise to dodifferently next time
cuz the answer came like a shot in the backwhile you were running from your lessonwhich might explainwhy years later all you could rememberwas the terror of the questionplus i'm not listening to you anymoremy head is too sore and my heart's perforatedand i'm mired in the marrow of my (well... ain't that) funny bonelearning how to b
