Lirik Lagu In His Room / In His Hands / Verse Chorus Verse - Nirvana
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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.
Driven conversations, even I can readWouldn't want to fake it, and I'm tired of this dream (Not sure about this sentence)Taking medications, in the back of the roomDriven conversations, he died in June.
See the stab wounds in his handsSee him dying in his roomHe's dying in his roomHe's dying in his roomHeading for me, heading this wayHe is coming, I don't care
Wouldn't want to fake it, well I don't mindGiving conversations to a friend of mineGiving medications, in a lighted roomWouldn't want to fake it, I know I should
See the stab wounds in his handsYou killed him, I don't careKeep a promise, you would tooKeep a promise, even youSee the silence in his headHe is coming, I don't care
We're not gonna make it, well I don't mindWouldn't want to fake it, but I have this timeGiving conversations, to whom they don't knowTaking medications till my stomach's full.
See a famine in his headSee him coming at their heelsHe loves you, give him a chanceI don't love him, I don't careSee him starving, give her hellIt is over, we don't care In His Room
See the stab wounds in his handsSee him dying in his roomHe's dying in his roomHe's dying in his roomHeading for me, heading this wayHe is coming, I don't care
Wouldn't want to fake it, well I don't mindGiving conversations to a friend of mineGiving medications, in a lighted roomWouldn't want to fake it, I know I should
See the stab wounds in his handsYou killed him, I don't careKeep a promise, you would tooKeep a promise, even youSee the silence in his headHe is coming, I don't care
We're not gonna make it, well I don't mindWouldn't want to fake it, but I have this timeGiving conversations, to whom they don't knowTaking medications till my stomach's full.
See a famine in his headSee him coming at their heelsHe loves you, give him a chanceI don't love him, I don't careSee him starving, give her hellIt is over, we don't care In His Room
