Lirik Lagu L.G. Fuad - Motion City Soundtrack
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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.
Lets get fucked up and die.I am speaking figuratively of course. Like the last time that I commited suicide, "social suicide"
Yeah, so I am already dead. On the inside but I can still pretend. With my memories and photographs I've learned to love the lie.
I want to know what it's like to be awkward and innocent, not belligerent. I want to know how it feels to be usefull and pertinent and have common sense, yeah. Let me in, let me into the club 'cause I want to belong and I need to get strong. And if memory serves I'm addicted to words and they're useless... In this department.
Let's get fucked up and dieI'm riding hard on the last legs of every lie. And the bmx bike of my life is about to explode.I'm about to explode.
I'm a mess I'm a wreck. I am perfect and I have learned to accept. All my problems and shortcomings 'cause I'm so visceral, yet deeply inept.
I want to thank you for being a part of my "forget-me-nots and marigolds and other things that don't get old". Is it legal to do this? I surely don't know. It's the only way I have learned to express myself. Through other peoples' descriptions of life. I'm afraid, I'm alone and entirely useless... in this department.
Let's get fucked up and die. For the last time with feeling we'll try not to smile. As we cover our heads and drink heavily into the nights that still shock and surprise.
I believe that I can overcome this and beat everything in the end. But I choose to abuse for the time being. Maybe I'll win, but for now I've decided to die.
Sister soldier you've been such a positive influence on my mental frame. If I could ever repay you I would but I'm hard up for cash and my memory lacks initiative. Goddamn the liquor store's closed we were so close to scoring. It hurts, it destroys 'til it kills. I am tired and hungry and totally useless... In this department.
Yeah, so I am already dead. On the inside but I can still pretend. With my memories and photographs I've learned to love the lie.
I want to know what it's like to be awkward and innocent, not belligerent. I want to know how it feels to be usefull and pertinent and have common sense, yeah. Let me in, let me into the club 'cause I want to belong and I need to get strong. And if memory serves I'm addicted to words and they're useless... In this department.
Let's get fucked up and dieI'm riding hard on the last legs of every lie. And the bmx bike of my life is about to explode.I'm about to explode.
I'm a mess I'm a wreck. I am perfect and I have learned to accept. All my problems and shortcomings 'cause I'm so visceral, yet deeply inept.
I want to thank you for being a part of my "forget-me-nots and marigolds and other things that don't get old". Is it legal to do this? I surely don't know. It's the only way I have learned to express myself. Through other peoples' descriptions of life. I'm afraid, I'm alone and entirely useless... in this department.
Let's get fucked up and die. For the last time with feeling we'll try not to smile. As we cover our heads and drink heavily into the nights that still shock and surprise.
I believe that I can overcome this and beat everything in the end. But I choose to abuse for the time being. Maybe I'll win, but for now I've decided to die.
Sister soldier you've been such a positive influence on my mental frame. If I could ever repay you I would but I'm hard up for cash and my memory lacks initiative. Goddamn the liquor store's closed we were so close to scoring. It hurts, it destroys 'til it kills. I am tired and hungry and totally useless... In this department.
