Lirik Lagu Forest (international Version) - Bran Van 3000
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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.
It's not my fault that you lost your way;Your insanity will prevail.It's not my fault that you lost your way...
Nous étions tous en voyage quand un brouillard s'approche,C'est la forêt des regrets amers,des doutes sans rémission.
I'm living life in this forest,The shadows and stains;And the government,They take the gains,but we're left with the reigns.In the name of our God and our dead generations,The poets have been called for creation.We were born free to the world,as we were born we will depart;I refuse upon the mic to be refused my spark.See the fire seventh sign is near,So hear this calling,Once the man, come twice the child.'Cause the fear of the man turned us all fucking wild,I'm born again to see the end.'Cause all I really truly got is this block and my friends,But where am I gonna be when there's nothing left to spend?And I remember what the dread said;And I remember what the dread said:
It's not my fault that you lost your way;Your insanity will prevail.It's not my fault that you lost your way...
So, all you freak punks and all you cool Ginos,Pump up your Jeeps and and brass down your Chinos.We hit you with the Bran Van style:Roquefort, blue cheese, Kraft floor, cheese tile.Yeah, we hitting you strong,We be the lawd awful song you can't shake from your gong.With a BV3 g riff to a drunk drum,C'mon man, spill some outcome.
When I was lost, I saw the forest was dark;You lose the fire and the flame with the loss of the spark.I let my body house demons,That fed on my mind.I was looking for myself,To myself I was blind.Because my senses confused, with what was once so real;I could not hear taste touch or fear.But slowly I try at each and every costto rebuild these strengths that i've lost.
It's not my fault that you lost your way;Your insanity will prevail
Nous étions tous en voyage quand un brouillard s'approche,C'est la forêt des regrets amers,des doutes sans rémission.
I'm living life in this forest,The shadows and stains;And the government,They take the gains,but we're left with the reigns.In the name of our God and our dead generations,The poets have been called for creation.We were born free to the world,as we were born we will depart;I refuse upon the mic to be refused my spark.See the fire seventh sign is near,So hear this calling,Once the man, come twice the child.'Cause the fear of the man turned us all fucking wild,I'm born again to see the end.'Cause all I really truly got is this block and my friends,But where am I gonna be when there's nothing left to spend?And I remember what the dread said;And I remember what the dread said:
It's not my fault that you lost your way;Your insanity will prevail.It's not my fault that you lost your way...
So, all you freak punks and all you cool Ginos,Pump up your Jeeps and and brass down your Chinos.We hit you with the Bran Van style:Roquefort, blue cheese, Kraft floor, cheese tile.Yeah, we hitting you strong,We be the lawd awful song you can't shake from your gong.With a BV3 g riff to a drunk drum,C'mon man, spill some outcome.
When I was lost, I saw the forest was dark;You lose the fire and the flame with the loss of the spark.I let my body house demons,That fed on my mind.I was looking for myself,To myself I was blind.Because my senses confused, with what was once so real;I could not hear taste touch or fear.But slowly I try at each and every costto rebuild these strengths that i've lost.
It's not my fault that you lost your way;Your insanity will prevail
