Lirik Lagu Help Save The Youth Of America From Exploding - Less Than Jake
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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.
Sit down, remind me how,this is the same old storyof growing up and getting lost.Sit down, remind me how,this is the same old storyof growing up and getting lost.
And just outside I can hear the sound,of the early morning street,becoming way too loud.Yea the hum, of the engines in the cars,on the street, Yea.On the street.
And with this cigarette that I just lit,as I passed the 53rd Street bridge.Right now the world just seems too big,the world just seems to big.
Sit down, remind me how,this is the same old storyof growing up and getting lost.Sit down, remind me how,this is the same old storyof growing up and getting lost.
And just outside, I can see my breath,in between the words,that fog my spinning head.And I can see the sun coming up,and its just light enough to see.
Another cigarette that I just lit,as I passed the 53rd Street bridge.Right now the world just seems too big,the world just seems to big.
Sit down, remind me how,this is the same old storyof growing up and getting lost.Sit down, remind me how,this is the same old storyof growing up and getting lost.
Sit down,this is the same old storyof growing up and getting lost.Sit down, (remind me how),this is the same old storyof growing up and getting lost.Growing up and getting lost.
And all the late-night calls,with all the lost hopes.And all the missed connections (connections!).And the lost directions.
Sit down, remind me how,this is the same old storyof growing up and getting lost.Sit down, remind me how,this is the same old storyof growing up and getting lost.
Sit down,this is the same old storyof growing up and getting lost.Down-own, remind me how,this is the same old storyof growing up and getting lost.
And just outside I can hear the sound,of the early morning street,becoming way too loud.Yea the hum, of the engines in the cars,on the street, Yea.On the street.
And with this cigarette that I just lit,as I passed the 53rd Street bridge.Right now the world just seems too big,the world just seems to big.
Sit down, remind me how,this is the same old storyof growing up and getting lost.Sit down, remind me how,this is the same old storyof growing up and getting lost.
And just outside, I can see my breath,in between the words,that fog my spinning head.And I can see the sun coming up,and its just light enough to see.
Another cigarette that I just lit,as I passed the 53rd Street bridge.Right now the world just seems too big,the world just seems to big.
Sit down, remind me how,this is the same old storyof growing up and getting lost.Sit down, remind me how,this is the same old storyof growing up and getting lost.
Sit down,this is the same old storyof growing up and getting lost.Sit down, (remind me how),this is the same old storyof growing up and getting lost.Growing up and getting lost.
And all the late-night calls,with all the lost hopes.And all the missed connections (connections!).And the lost directions.
Sit down, remind me how,this is the same old storyof growing up and getting lost.Sit down, remind me how,this is the same old storyof growing up and getting lost.
Sit down,this is the same old storyof growing up and getting lost.Down-own, remind me how,this is the same old storyof growing up and getting lost.
