Lirik Lagu Scratched Out - The Matches
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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.
wake up and waste a daychase awaya day at a timeand waste awayclean-faced todayclean taste todaytoothpaste makes myorange juice sourwaste an houror somy showeris slowthe flowersthat growoutside of my windoware bloomingI'm assumingthat you're comin' over soonit's almost half past fourand you called here at noon'cause there's a picturethat you wanna seenow I'm not even good atbeing meanymore.
She got nicotine-bastedlungswasted thumbsand one of them asphalttastin' tonguesshe wakes upto alarmher make-upis still onand she can't rememberwhy she set the damn thingher heart is a machineart is meant to be seennot feltnot heardit's just paintthey're just wordsand fingers are for feelingfists are for beatingscabs are for healingand blood is for bleedingthat's just howI used to bebut I'm not even good atbeing meanymore.
I wake up and waste an hourpace and glowerat the TV set wasting powerand aching in my headI'm banking in the redand compulsively charging cd's to my accountSo come outJennyIt's getting lateYou Jersey girls like to make boys waitnow it's too latein the dayfor a matineeand I ain't got themoney to payfor you anywaywhat should I say?I know it ain't how itused to bebut I'm not goodat being meanymore.
She got nicotine-bastedlungswasted thumbsand one of them asphalttastin' tonguesshe wakes upto alarmher make-upis still onand she can't rememberwhy she set the damn thingher heart is a machineart is meant to be seennot feltnot heardit's just paintthey're just wordsand fingers are for feelingfists are for beatingscabs are for healingand blood is for bleedingthat's just howI used to bebut I'm not even good atbeing meanymore.
I wake up and waste an hourpace and glowerat the TV set wasting powerand aching in my headI'm banking in the redand compulsively charging cd's to my accountSo come outJennyIt's getting lateYou Jersey girls like to make boys waitnow it's too latein the dayfor a matineeand I ain't got themoney to payfor you anywaywhat should I say?I know it ain't how itused to bebut I'm not goodat being meanymore.
