Lirik Lagu Devil's Island - Architects
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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.
This is your country,This is your home,Here is the house where you grew up alone.
The city streets,You used to love,Are bruised and broken,Are black and blue.On our TV's, miles away.On our doorsteps with no reason why.
Take it back, take it back, take it back.
This is your country,This is your home,Here is the house where you grew up alone.Remember this for what it was.
Take it back, take it back, take it back.
You want a voice,But your voices sound like violence.You do not deserve this life.
This is your country,This is your home,Here is the house where you grew up alone.Remember this for what it was,A bleak projection of absent minds.
You want a voice,But your voices sound like violence.You shout so loud but all I hear is silence.The city streets that you show no love,Are bruised and broken,Because of you.
This is your country,This is your home,Here is the house where you grew up alone.
Remember this for what it was.
The city streets,You used to love,Are bruised and broken,Are black and blue.On our TV's, miles away.On our doorsteps with no reason why.
Take it back, take it back, take it back.
This is your country,This is your home,Here is the house where you grew up alone.Remember this for what it was.
Take it back, take it back, take it back.
You want a voice,But your voices sound like violence.You do not deserve this life.
This is your country,This is your home,Here is the house where you grew up alone.Remember this for what it was,A bleak projection of absent minds.
You want a voice,But your voices sound like violence.You shout so loud but all I hear is silence.The city streets that you show no love,Are bruised and broken,Because of you.
This is your country,This is your home,Here is the house where you grew up alone.
Remember this for what it was.
