ohaaaaYAAABUUU ♥ (~^O^)~
it's been a long time nee , I didn't share
anything here u.u maaf saya sibuk pemirsa akhir-akhir ini. ditambah pulsa modem
yang sering sekarat ~
naaaah
~ pagi ini saya ingin ngeshare lirik sebuah lagu yang sedang sering-seringnya
saya puter apalagi disaat galow melanda #penyakitABG
lagu
ini adalah lagu galow, rupanya u.u tapi emang bikin galow pemirsa soalnya nih
lagu salah satu soundtracknya dorama jepang, penggemar Haruma pasti tau ,
dorama yang judulnya panjang sendiri "Taisetsu na koto wa subete kimi ga
oshiete kureta" dan dorama ini sendiri juga bikin galow pemirsa .. cerita
nya JEMPOL banget dah ~
mempersingkat
karya tulis ini #apasih nih lirik lagunya ~
dear Mr. PRESIDENT by PINK :')
Dear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me.
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me.
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.
what do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?
How do you sleep while the rest
of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother
has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head
held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?
Dear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
No child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.
How do you sleep while the rest
of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother
has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head
held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
You'd never take a walk with me.
Would you?
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