Lirik Lagu Parallels - Propaganda Radio
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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.
Since when has barelyt there been just enough? When has head below, been staying up, set in ways of caution, the expectations low, when circular is the motion the product ends up so. Its such a peculiar condition, this tragedy, downsize and program expectency, do we not bleed the same? Everyone is symbiotic when it rains. The strings, the eyes, and the stage that we dance on to satisfy. The lines are drawn and its nottoo late to edify. Time tears holes in the chances in our lives. I speak my mind, the same as every other liar, at what price do we find the cost of mental suicide, I speak my mind,the same as every other liar, its all mental suicide. Can we break from the sour ones, lets pull the braces from the rungs, if this comfort feels like complacency choe on the words that were meant for me. The lines are drawn and its far too late to edify, time tears holes in the chances in our lives. We are left with merely empty hands, the hate we wear are tattered, they're save for hypocrisy and the cradle where we lay them is buckling. My feelings are toxic, my trophy and my vise, but for this disease, for what I believe, I die a thousand times, I'll die a thousand times. These parallels are all I find. For this I'd die a thousand times. The lines are drawn and its not too late to edify, time tears holes in the chances in our lives.
