Lirik Lagu Malign Fiesta (No Soul) - Jeff Buckley
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
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- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
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You got your 24 swastika tattoo yesterday[inaudible]You got your 24 karat gold pierced earring in your nose.Twenty-four years and you still don't know which way the wind blows.
You got no...you got no
You know when [inaudible] disease [inaudible] violence[inaudible] wish away your parents.You got yourself a girl with the face and the voice of a whore.You don't want a phone.But, you don't know what you kill yourself for anymore.
You got no...you got no...you got no...you got no
You're no soul rebel if you rip on your skinYou're no soul rebel with your boot in your shinYou no soul rebel, it's your own chance to fightYou're just the same as those fat old bastards you hate with no soul.
You call yourself a rebel but you call that man a nigger like they doYou call yourself a rebel but a woman [inaudible] like they doYou call yourself a rebel but you don't talk, act, walk and piss like they doYou got no room, no soul, no out, no phoneSo whadya got? A God to pray to?
You got no...you got no...you got no
You're no soul rebel if you spit on your sisterYou're no soul rebel with your boot on your shinYou no soul rebel, it's your last chance to fightYou're just the same as those fat old bastards you hate with no
You call yourself a rebel but you call a man a nigger like they doYou call yourself a rebel but you put your woman down like they doYou call yourself a rebel but you rape, scheme and lie like they doYou got no woman, no song, no droneSo what have you got, a God to pray to?
You got no...you got no...you got no...you got no
You're no soul rebel if you rip on your skinYou're no soul rebel with your boot in your shinYou no soul rebel, it's your own chance to fightYou're just the same as those fat old bastards you hate with no
You got no...you got no...you got no
You got no...you got no
You know when [inaudible] disease [inaudible] violence[inaudible] wish away your parents.You got yourself a girl with the face and the voice of a whore.You don't want a phone.But, you don't know what you kill yourself for anymore.
You got no...you got no...you got no...you got no
You're no soul rebel if you rip on your skinYou're no soul rebel with your boot in your shinYou no soul rebel, it's your own chance to fightYou're just the same as those fat old bastards you hate with no soul.
You call yourself a rebel but you call that man a nigger like they doYou call yourself a rebel but a woman [inaudible] like they doYou call yourself a rebel but you don't talk, act, walk and piss like they doYou got no room, no soul, no out, no phoneSo whadya got? A God to pray to?
You got no...you got no...you got no
You're no soul rebel if you spit on your sisterYou're no soul rebel with your boot on your shinYou no soul rebel, it's your last chance to fightYou're just the same as those fat old bastards you hate with no
You call yourself a rebel but you call a man a nigger like they doYou call yourself a rebel but you put your woman down like they doYou call yourself a rebel but you rape, scheme and lie like they doYou got no woman, no song, no droneSo what have you got, a God to pray to?
You got no...you got no...you got no...you got no
You're no soul rebel if you rip on your skinYou're no soul rebel with your boot in your shinYou no soul rebel, it's your own chance to fightYou're just the same as those fat old bastards you hate with no
You got no...you got no...you got no
