Lirik Lagu Come To Sin - Bananafishbones
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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.
Sun, all our dreams are dreams of fun handing out the watergunshoot me and I'll drink you into the shade I'll shrink youfinally we're done and stare up into theSky, flat on our backs we lie in quicksand slowly my handflies up and away with the yellow bird driven by
Wind, I think I'll come to sin with all this heaty windy skinaround my neck and what glory the sand in my pants reminds me of DoreenSand, we cannot fight getting tannedall the limits banned into the nightflight time`s right no fightthere goes the sun into the nightlife Yeah
Whang I sing while the others swinglike a beam of light through a bottleSouzie swings her phoney rings (x2)
Time, bugs crawling up our spine and the memory is mineI'm a grain of sand in your hand so hand me mine yeahthat would be fineHeat, I kiss the blisters on your feet a lizard's eye I agreedI'm afraid there's no aid 'til we get laidinto the nightflight time's right no fight
Whang I sing while the others swinglike a beam of light through a bottleSouzie swings her phoney rings (x2)
Whang I sing while the others swinglike a beam of light through a bottleI think I'll come to sin with all this heaty windy skinaround my neck, mocking photographyshocking in the sand with me. Sand in my pants. Sand in my pants. Sand in my pants.
Whang I sing while the others swinglike a beam of light through a bottleSouzie swings her phoney rings (x2)
I think I'll come to sin with all this heaty windy skinaround my neck and no what glory the sand in my pantsreminds me of Doreen, mocking photographyshocking in the sand with me. Sand in my pants. Sand in my pants. Sand in my pants.
Whang I sing while the others swinglike a beam of light through a bottleSouzie swings her phoney rings (x2)
Wind, I think I'll come to sin with all this heaty windy skinaround my neck and what glory the sand in my pants reminds me of DoreenSand, we cannot fight getting tannedall the limits banned into the nightflight time`s right no fightthere goes the sun into the nightlife Yeah
Whang I sing while the others swinglike a beam of light through a bottleSouzie swings her phoney rings (x2)
Time, bugs crawling up our spine and the memory is mineI'm a grain of sand in your hand so hand me mine yeahthat would be fineHeat, I kiss the blisters on your feet a lizard's eye I agreedI'm afraid there's no aid 'til we get laidinto the nightflight time's right no fight
Whang I sing while the others swinglike a beam of light through a bottleSouzie swings her phoney rings (x2)
Whang I sing while the others swinglike a beam of light through a bottleI think I'll come to sin with all this heaty windy skinaround my neck, mocking photographyshocking in the sand with me. Sand in my pants. Sand in my pants. Sand in my pants.
Whang I sing while the others swinglike a beam of light through a bottleSouzie swings her phoney rings (x2)
I think I'll come to sin with all this heaty windy skinaround my neck and no what glory the sand in my pantsreminds me of Doreen, mocking photographyshocking in the sand with me. Sand in my pants. Sand in my pants. Sand in my pants.
Whang I sing while the others swinglike a beam of light through a bottleSouzie swings her phoney rings (x2)
