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Lirik Lagu Industry - Waxwing

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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.
You are not alone my brotherI have always been with you,Have we eaten something deadlySomething poisonous consumed.I just longed for days that were simpleWhen books still held the golden keys,But I know that to be an illusionKnow that they were never that way.I'm not a God Damn machine manI've got two arms and two eyes,Guess this is what we lost sight ofSwallowed it with no reply.Will what this world's made of meBring only venting of hatred on my familyFruit of my labor the desecration of everything sacred to me.Victims of this great temper, the pent up frustration living has buried in me,Brought down upon the ones that I love and those who I sing these songs for.I just long for days that were simpleWhen books still held the golden keys,But I know that to be an illusionKnow that they were never that way.It's been years since I screamed out at the skyLike my father, a choice to make the decision was mineEvery son can blame this.I'm not that man, drop it repeat,It's not what happens it's how it's dealt with.Your not that man drop it repeatThere's only so much that's in our hands.The casing for this powerful spiritTires but is strengthened by whats been put beforeEveryone must spend their due timeFeeling sick, so sick insideThere's a certain sense of violenceIn the way a family takes place.