Lirik Lagu Anxious Disease - The Outpatience
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ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
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- 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.
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ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
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- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
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ANXIOUS DISEASE (West Arkeen)
Lead & Backing Vocals: Mike ShottonBacking Vocals: Axl Rose, Mike Shotton & George BaischeLead, Rhythm & Acoustic Guitars: West ArkeenLead Guitars: SlashBass: Jamie HuntingKeyboards: Gregg BuchwalterDrums: Abe Laboriel
Lean my head outside my bedroom windowIn solitude the dark recedesI hear a scream outside my neighborhoodCould be mistaken for a dreamTree's cover shadowed darkened groundThat cast a cover for these broken crowdsIts only Friday in my neighborhoodThat gets you ready for the bitter truth
I cop a plea like an anxious diseaseI'm not at home I'm at war on these streetsI cop a plea like an anxious diseaseI'm not at home I'm at war on these streets
I became numb when I fractured my prideSweet Sally she became my one place to hideSedated party on my carouselThat gets you ready for your own private hell
I cop a plea like an anxious diseaseI'm not at home I'm at war on these streetsI cop a plea like an anxious diseaseI'm not at home I'm at war on these streets
I used to think I believed in myselfEverything fit into placeBut the fortunes of your life rests on your mental healthAnd not the money - no, it's not the moneyNot the money - no it's not the money
People package all kinds of loveIt's a joke that ain't so funnyI made my hell with no help from above
And lots of moneyYa, just lots of moneyLots of moneyYa, just lots of money (alright)
It's hard to trust life when its packed full of liesAnd everyone is a brand new surpriseThey take, and take, and take, and takeAnd never give it backAlways keep me looking behind my back
I cop a plea like an anxious diseaseI'm not at home I'm at war on these streetsI cop a plea like an anxious diseaseI'm not at home I'm at war on these streets
Anxious disease - war on these streetsAnxious disease - war on these streets
© West Arkeen Music
Lead & Backing Vocals: Mike ShottonBacking Vocals: Axl Rose, Mike Shotton & George BaischeLead, Rhythm & Acoustic Guitars: West ArkeenLead Guitars: SlashBass: Jamie HuntingKeyboards: Gregg BuchwalterDrums: Abe Laboriel
Lean my head outside my bedroom windowIn solitude the dark recedesI hear a scream outside my neighborhoodCould be mistaken for a dreamTree's cover shadowed darkened groundThat cast a cover for these broken crowdsIts only Friday in my neighborhoodThat gets you ready for the bitter truth
I cop a plea like an anxious diseaseI'm not at home I'm at war on these streetsI cop a plea like an anxious diseaseI'm not at home I'm at war on these streets
I became numb when I fractured my prideSweet Sally she became my one place to hideSedated party on my carouselThat gets you ready for your own private hell
I cop a plea like an anxious diseaseI'm not at home I'm at war on these streetsI cop a plea like an anxious diseaseI'm not at home I'm at war on these streets
I used to think I believed in myselfEverything fit into placeBut the fortunes of your life rests on your mental healthAnd not the money - no, it's not the moneyNot the money - no it's not the money
People package all kinds of loveIt's a joke that ain't so funnyI made my hell with no help from above
And lots of moneyYa, just lots of moneyLots of moneyYa, just lots of money (alright)
It's hard to trust life when its packed full of liesAnd everyone is a brand new surpriseThey take, and take, and take, and takeAnd never give it backAlways keep me looking behind my back
I cop a plea like an anxious diseaseI'm not at home I'm at war on these streetsI cop a plea like an anxious diseaseI'm not at home I'm at war on these streets
Anxious disease - war on these streetsAnxious disease - war on these streets
© West Arkeen Music
