Lirik Lagu Bulimic Beats - Cantatonia
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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.
I thought we'd escapeI packed a fishing-line and counted on itI thought we'd escapeI packed a fishing-line and counted on it
But dreaming is for moonriseAnd moonlight ails these tired eyes
I treat him like a ladyI treat him as I would he unto meGive Rose rose-seller a run for her moneyWith silicone and poetryBut it's the end of me
I thought it could changeI'd wake up one morning and find nothing to rearrangeI couldn't get thereBehind his wall of Sunday papersI thought it could changeI'd wake up one morning and find nothing to rearrange
But dreaming is for moonriseAnd moonlight ails these tired eyes
I treat him like a ladyI treat him as I would he unto meGive Rose rose-seller a run for her moneyWith silicone and poetryAnd it's the end of me
And here I amHere I amHere I standHere in my kitchen where I'm familiar with every brand
Here I amA front line of labels where I witness custard's last stand
Here I am
But dreaming is for moonriseAnd moonlight ails these tired eyes
I treat him like a ladyI treat him as I would he unto meGive Rose rose-seller a run for her moneyWith silicone and poetryBut it's the end of me
I thought it could changeI'd wake up one morning and find nothing to rearrangeI couldn't get thereBehind his wall of Sunday papersI thought it could changeI'd wake up one morning and find nothing to rearrange
But dreaming is for moonriseAnd moonlight ails these tired eyes
I treat him like a ladyI treat him as I would he unto meGive Rose rose-seller a run for her moneyWith silicone and poetryAnd it's the end of me
And here I amHere I amHere I standHere in my kitchen where I'm familiar with every brand
Here I amA front line of labels where I witness custard's last stand
Here I am
