Lirik Lagu Respect Pt. 3 - Sole
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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.
Banging rocks together makes sunshineBanging heads with rocks 'till blood comes: the writing processEverything has diapers on and smells likeIt's time for a changeOr for some holes in the flagMy whole perspective relies solely on questionsThat can't have answersLike everyone oin their assumptionsA big bigpen driven by dead dogs;If that's your sitePut up a superhero with a better pokerfaceThis noble cause reeks of self-gratificationBut it's more like no satisfactionSo when I dieThe fessin' go to collegeAnd the writers go to HeavenIf you wasn't born on this planetBlame the World for being thereI'm not assuming responsibility for everyone lost in the shuffle;My whole philosophy is based on moodswingsLimited attention spans and an expansion pack for everythingAm I feeling it?Mostly full of itSelling my cuts for the art of itPlaced all of my faith in these hereticsWe're all futur presidents;Nobody knows it yetThat's the beauty of it allWelcome to my desert islandThe wheather is gloriousTake a picture(No one reads the articles)I need music with texture andSomeday, a happy mealRude awakening after rude awakeningI'm asking y'all to be police untilI match the blood on the battlefieldWith the gleam in my eye
If I could make it stop rainingThis whole damn place wouldn't knowWhat to do with all the sunlightI've been saving up for a life like thisYour God is booing you offstageAnd your heroes don't respect you
It's all in vain and can't be bought:Hung from the ceiling and often attached to the first thoughtShe gave me a handshake full of empty promisesNow I'm thirty minus somethingPlus I wrestle demons down to the ground in my spare timeIt's a new dayThe pigeons no longer fly yonder;They make rappers out of messengers and text from all the classicsMeet the archangel with two minutes to live at all timesI hold a mirror against a mirror against a mirror against a mirrorWhat I'm saying is:Word is deceasedWork is slaveryThey're saving asses for the big layoffWhere they lie you down to take it like a native colonizedBy search and seizureThe grass is always greener and when you make it thereIt dies (if getting there don't kill you)And the people there don't shareThis is what your bones will sound like when they play 'em in space
If I could make it stop rainingThis whole damn place wouldn't knowWhat to do with all the sunlightI've been saving up for a life like thisYour God is booing you offstageAnd your heroes don't respect you
If I could make it stop rainingThis whole damn place wouldn't knowWhat to do with all the sunlightI've been saving up for a life like thisYour God is booing you offstageAnd your heroes don't respect you
It's all in vain and can't be bought:Hung from the ceiling and often attached to the first thoughtShe gave me a handshake full of empty promisesNow I'm thirty minus somethingPlus I wrestle demons down to the ground in my spare timeIt's a new dayThe pigeons no longer fly yonder;They make rappers out of messengers and text from all the classicsMeet the archangel with two minutes to live at all timesI hold a mirror against a mirror against a mirror against a mirrorWhat I'm saying is:Word is deceasedWork is slaveryThey're saving asses for the big layoffWhere they lie you down to take it like a native colonizedBy search and seizureThe grass is always greener and when you make it thereIt dies (if getting there don't kill you)And the people there don't shareThis is what your bones will sound like when they play 'em in space
If I could make it stop rainingThis whole damn place wouldn't knowWhat to do with all the sunlightI've been saving up for a life like thisYour God is booing you offstageAnd your heroes don't respect you
