Working from seven to eleven every night,
It really makes life a drag, I don’t think that’s right.
I’ve really, really been the best of fools, I did what I could.
‘Cause I love you, baby, How I love you, darling, How I love you, baby,
How I love you, girl, little girl.
But baby, Since I’ve Been Loving You. I’m about to lose my worried mind, oh, yeah.
Everybody trying to tell me that you didn’t mean me no good.
I’ve been trying, Lord, let me tell you, Let me tell you I really did the best I could.
I’ve been working from seven to eleven every night, I said It kinda makes my life a drag.
Lord, that ain’t right…
Since I’ve Been Loving You, I’m about to lose my worried mind.
Said I’ve been crying, my tears they fell like rain,
Don’t you hear, Don’t you hear them falling,
Don’t you hear, Don’t you hear them falling.
Do you remember mama, when I knocked upon your door?
I said you had the nerve to tell me you didn’t want me no more, yeah
I open my front door, hear my back door slam,
You must have one of them new fangled back door man.
I’ve been working from seven, seven, seven, to eleven every night, It kinda makes my life a drag…
Baby, Since I’ve Been Loving You, I’m about to lose, I’m about lose to my worried mind.
bnr-bnr.. i luv this song.
dihianati cinta tidak sebegitu sakit daripada dihianati sehabat yg aq percaya, bnr2 aq g tw pikiranmu sampai mana! ashoe deh
cb pikirin klo aq punya cocot sepert kamu, mungkin uda drdlu kamu sudah tidak beristri tod
bagaimana klo hal ini aq bales lebih gila
mungkin hanya aq yg tertawa diahir cerita
January 21st,2010
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jangan coba atur2
jangan sok tau soal kehidupanku
klo ngga suka pergi aj
jgn sok pilih2 apa yg aku mau
just dont try mw
AKU BUKAN ORANG YANG SABAR!
January 19th,2010
hari-hariku |
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“kita berteman aj ya..”
January 19th,2010
hari-hariku |
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Use to be so easy
To give my heart away
But I found that the haeartache
was the price you have to pay
I found that that love is no friend of mine
I should have know’n time after time
So long
it was so long ago
But I’ve still got the blues for you
Use to be so easy
Fall in love again
But I found that the heartache
It’s a roll that leeds to pain
I found that love is more than just a game
Play and to win
but you loose just the same
So long
it was so long ago
But I’ve still got the blues for you
So many years since I seal you face
You will my heart
there’s an emty space
Used to be
(SOLO)
So long
it was so long ago
But I’ve still got the blues for you
Golden days come and go
There is one thing I know
I’ve still got the blues for you
Gary Moore
January 19th,2010
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Sesaat kurasakan sebuah fatamorgana, begitu indah begitu hangat, namun semua itu hanyalah fatamorgana, saat semua terungkap,…aq menghadapi sebuah jalan yang tak pernah kubayangkan sebelumnya, sungguh sakit saat semua dapat kulihat jelas.
Dapat kurasakan saat ini aq bagai berdiri diatas tanduk, jika diam itu kurasakan sakit yg menusuk, jika ku beranjak pergi sudah pasti aku kan terjatuh dan hancur, entahku harus bagaimana tuk hadapi ini, kuhanya menunggu Tuhan kn beri jalan lain,.
huff…
January 19th,2009
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I’m holding on your rope,
Got me ten feet off the ground
I’m hearin what you say but I just can’t make a sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down, but wait
You tell me that you’re sorry
Didn’t think I’d turn around, and say that…
It’s too late to apologize, it’s too late
I said it’s too late to apologize, it’s too late
I’d take another chance, take a fall
Take a shot for you
And I need you like a heart needs a beat
But it’s nothing new
I loved you with a fire red-
Now it’s turning blue, and you say…
“Sorry” like the angel heaven let me think was you
But I’m afraid…
It’s too late to apologize, it’s too late
I said it’s too late to apologize, it’s too late
It’s too late to apologize, it’s too late
I said it’s too late to apologize, it’s too late
It’s too late to apologize, yeah
I said it’s too late to apologize, yeah-
I’m holdin on your rope, got me ten feet off the ground…
(Bikin trenyuh ni lagu)
November 20th,2008
Lyric |
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Hari ini bangun jm 7 pagi, rasanya lega banget bs tdur lama n g keganggu.
liat Hp ad sebuah sms yg mengagetkan, intinya aku harus ninggalin jember hari ini jg,
cz aq harus prepare wt workshop di surabaya 3 bulan…
3 bulan bnernya waktu yg pendek, dan ga lama, tp aku ngerasa ini berat banget wt ninggalin
smw yg d jember, teman yg kucintai, kekasihku(muup ya yank, cmn 3bulan kok), warnet, kerjaan, game (SEAL kususnya hoho), adikku(sori km harus ndirian drumah).
Hari ini bener2 berat bgt, hari terahir aku kerja d jember, hari terahir aku bersenang2 ma temen2, ngobrol, cz besok aq harus berangkat
Rasanya pengen nangis, trenyuh bgt,, apalagi dengerin lagu2 One Republic,
goodbye mamen,…
November 19th,2008
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Taon baru kemaren, wktu tu Garasi maen dJember, n kebetulan aq jd band pembuka dia,
saat itu saat terdengar swara vocalisna… dan saat di scream, luarr biasa..
apalagi pas dy nyanyiin lagu Aggresive Trance, wuff
i love her voices
Mangtaff…
November 18th,2008
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I did my time, and I want out!
So effusive-fade!
It doesn’t cut, this soul is not so vibrant.
The reckoning, the sickening.
Packaging subversion.
Pseudo-sacrosanct perversion.
Go drill your deserts, go dig your graves!
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save.
Sinking in, getting smaller again.
I´m done! It has begun, I’m not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all.
We Throw ourselves against the wall.
But no-one else can see.
The preservation of the martyr in me.
There are cracks on the road we lay.
But where the temple fell, the secrets have gone mad.
This is nothing new, but when we kill it all
The Hate was all we had!
Who needs another mess, we could start over.
Just look me in the eyes and say I’m wrong!
Now there’s only emptiness, venomous, inspid
I think we’re done, I’m not the only one!
Fake anti-fascist lie, (Psychosocial)
I’ve tried to tell you, but (Psychosocial)
Your purple hearts are giving out. (Psychosocial)
Can’t stop the killing idea. (Psychosocial)
If it’s hunting season. (Psychosocial)
Is this what you want? (Psychosocial)
I’m not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all.
We Throw ourselves against the wall.
But no-one else can see.
The preservation of the martyr in me
The limits of the dead!
November 18th,2008
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