Lirik Lagu The Fists Of Protocol - Grüvis Malt
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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.
So this is the sound that murder makes:A cobweb sighenough to shut my eyesand make me wish this wasn't new to me.
So this is the sound that murder makes:The hum of hopethe buzz of neck and ropethat speaks up when the public finds its prey.
It took some timeTo settle inBrief introductions were made:Blade to skinEye contact tooRight at the endI saw a wolf dressed like a friendDeath at first sightSleep at the end of the longest nightI always thought I’d fightI never thought you’d
Send me bleeding on my waySmashing things to fill the garbage temple where we shared rentYou left hands and feet to payBut we can't cash them in anywhere
So I became a bankA steel fort of endless funds
So this is the sound that murder makes:The sum of sootthe fear of what's afootthe realization that your heart's astray.
So this is the sound that murder makes:The number-punching thunder that the fists of protocol obey.
Maybe it’s trueMaybe we only sang one songMaybe we’re first place in a zombie marathonBut now there’s a sound – a symphony of sufferingSpit from the throat you slitAnd we’re writing our names in it
Now I’m a razor bladeI’m a pile of pillsA hand without a heartAnd what doesn’t bleed cannot be ---
So this is the sound that murder makes:The hum of hopethe buzz of neck and ropethat speaks up when the public finds its prey.
It took some timeTo settle inBrief introductions were made:Blade to skinEye contact tooRight at the endI saw a wolf dressed like a friendDeath at first sightSleep at the end of the longest nightI always thought I’d fightI never thought you’d
Send me bleeding on my waySmashing things to fill the garbage temple where we shared rentYou left hands and feet to payBut we can't cash them in anywhere
So I became a bankA steel fort of endless funds
So this is the sound that murder makes:The sum of sootthe fear of what's afootthe realization that your heart's astray.
So this is the sound that murder makes:The number-punching thunder that the fists of protocol obey.
Maybe it’s trueMaybe we only sang one songMaybe we’re first place in a zombie marathonBut now there’s a sound – a symphony of sufferingSpit from the throat you slitAnd we’re writing our names in it
Now I’m a razor bladeI’m a pile of pillsA hand without a heartAnd what doesn’t bleed cannot be ---
