Lirik Lagu I Am A Rifle - Propagandhi
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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.
I am a rifle!
Built like a dream out of the pastCrushing generations with a foggy massOf seething anger and unhealed woundsI can't make this right but don't be confused
Woah, woah, woahI am a rifleI am this blockadeI'm banners and violence and car-bombs and riotsI am a rifleI am this blockadeI am the fire of a thousand murdered sons
Don't look to me to give the future backDon't look to me to rework the pastI'm only here to bring things to a headYou can cover your ears it doesn't change who I am
Woah, woah, woahI am a rifleI am this blockadeI'm banners and violence and car-bombs and riotsI am a rifleI am this blockadeI am the fire of a thousand murdered sons
You the people have the power to make this life free and beautifulTo make this life a wonderful adventureYou are not machines, you are not cattleAnd in the name of democracy, they pursue their powerLet us all unite!
I haunt the ChilcotinI stalk PalestineI fueled Rwanda's worseI held Lasagna's handI'm one hundred shades of hungerWoah, woah, woahI am a rifle I am this blockadeI am the fire of a thousand murdered sonsI am resistanceI am your problemI'm not leaving and I am your fault
Built like a dream out of the pastCrushing generations with a foggy massOf seething anger and unhealed woundsI can't make this right but don't be confused
Woah, woah, woahI am a rifleI am this blockadeI'm banners and violence and car-bombs and riotsI am a rifleI am this blockadeI am the fire of a thousand murdered sons
Don't look to me to give the future backDon't look to me to rework the pastI'm only here to bring things to a headYou can cover your ears it doesn't change who I am
Woah, woah, woahI am a rifleI am this blockadeI'm banners and violence and car-bombs and riotsI am a rifleI am this blockadeI am the fire of a thousand murdered sons
You the people have the power to make this life free and beautifulTo make this life a wonderful adventureYou are not machines, you are not cattleAnd in the name of democracy, they pursue their powerLet us all unite!
I haunt the ChilcotinI stalk PalestineI fueled Rwanda's worseI held Lasagna's handI'm one hundred shades of hungerWoah, woah, woahI am a rifle I am this blockadeI am the fire of a thousand murdered sonsI am resistanceI am your problemI'm not leaving and I am your fault

