Lirik Lagu Hey Kid. I'm A Computer. Stop All The Downloading. - Fear Before The March Of Flames
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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.
Count of threeeverybody over doseThey’re coming withforks and knives to eat us alive,forks and knives.
Victims incannibalistichuman raceproprietorsdog eat dogcolonization, dog eat dog.
We sluts, we have, fattened and ripened in theseLA castles. We rust in the milk that we’ve been fed(stick ourselves with syringes andscrape our lungs with dollar bills)We sluts, we have, fattened and ripened in theseLA castles. We rust in the milk that we’ve been fed
Nothing (this thing) anything (keep it on)That fatted us calves would now feed on.Nothing (this thing) anything (keep it on)That fatted us calves would now feed on.The soft parts of our lower backs.That fatted us calves would now feed on.The soft parts of our lower backs.That fatted us calves would now feed on.That fatted us calves would now feed on.
You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.We were meant to eat each other.We were meant to eat each other.You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.We were meant to eat each other.We were meant.
Have at me, have at me, have at me with your most primitive touch.You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.We were meant to eat each other.You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.Have at me, have at me, have at me with your most primitive touch.Secretaries now make great lovers.As do those, as do those, as do those we had never considered.The sound of cracking bones shall be the music that plays us out.The sound of cracking bones shall be the music that plays us out.
Stick ourselves with syringesand scrape our lungs with dollar bills.Forge a roof that will hold us in and keep them out.
We sluts, we have fattened and ripened in theseLA castles. We rust in the milk that we’ve been fed.
Victims incannibalistichuman raceproprietorsdog eat dogcolonization, dog eat dog.
We sluts, we have, fattened and ripened in theseLA castles. We rust in the milk that we’ve been fed(stick ourselves with syringes andscrape our lungs with dollar bills)We sluts, we have, fattened and ripened in theseLA castles. We rust in the milk that we’ve been fed
Nothing (this thing) anything (keep it on)That fatted us calves would now feed on.Nothing (this thing) anything (keep it on)That fatted us calves would now feed on.The soft parts of our lower backs.That fatted us calves would now feed on.The soft parts of our lower backs.That fatted us calves would now feed on.That fatted us calves would now feed on.
You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.We were meant to eat each other.We were meant to eat each other.You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.We were meant to eat each other.We were meant.
Have at me, have at me, have at me with your most primitive touch.You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.We were meant to eat each other.You can’t buy love. You can’t sell feelings.Have at me, have at me, have at me with your most primitive touch.Secretaries now make great lovers.As do those, as do those, as do those we had never considered.The sound of cracking bones shall be the music that plays us out.The sound of cracking bones shall be the music that plays us out.
Stick ourselves with syringesand scrape our lungs with dollar bills.Forge a roof that will hold us in and keep them out.
We sluts, we have fattened and ripened in theseLA castles. We rust in the milk that we’ve been fed.
