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Karaoké L.G. Fuad - Motion City Soundtrack

Cet enregistrement est une reprise de L.G. Fuad rendu célèbre par Motion City Soundtrack

Formats inclus :

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Le format CDG (également appelé CD+G ou MP3+G) est compatible avec la majorité des machines karaoké. Il comprend un fichier MP3 ainsi que la synchronisation des paroles (Version Karaoké ne vend pas de CD, mais uniquement les fichiers numériques).

Ce format est reconnu par la majorité des appareils (Windows, Mac, iPhone, iPad, Android, TV Connectées...)

Ce format est compatible avec le lecteur de karaoké KaraFun Windows Player. Il permet d'ajouter ou retirer les choeurs, le guide vocal, changer le tempo, la tonalité...

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À propos

Avec choeurs (au choix dans la version KFN)

Tempo identique à l'original : 140 BPM

Tonalité identique à l'original : Ré♭

La chanson commence a cappella

Durée : 03:11 - Extrait à : 02:28

Date de sortie : 2005
Styles : Indé & Alternatif, Rock, Punk, En anglais
Auteurs-Compositeurs : Justin Pierre, Jesse Johnson, Joshua Cain, Matthew Scott, Tony Thaxton

Les titres à télécharger sont des playbacks bande orchestre, et non la musique originale.

Paroles L.G. Fuad

Let's get fucked up and die
I'm speaking figuratively of course
Like the last time that I committed suicide social suicide
Yeah, so I'm already dead on the inside
But I can still pretend with my memories and photographs
I've learned to love the lie
I wanna know what it's like to be awkward and innocent not belligerent
I wanna know how it feels to be useful and pertinent and have common sense yeah
Let me in, let me in to the club 'cos I wanna belong and I need to get strong and if memory serves
I'm addicted to words and they're useless
Let's get fucked up and die
I'm riding hard on the last legs of every lie
And the BMX bike of my life is about to explode
I'm about to explode
I'm a mess, I'm a wreck
I am perfect and I have learned to accept all my problems and short comings
Cos' I'm so visceral yet deeply inept
I want to thank you for being a part of my the forget-me-nots and marigolds
And all the things that don't get old
Is it legal to do this?
I surely don't know
It's the only way I have learned to express myself around other people's descriptions of life
I'm afraid I'm alone and entirely useless
In this department
Let's get fucked up and die
For the last time I'm feeling let's try not to smile
As we cover our heads and drink heavily into the nights
That's no shocking surprise
I believe that I can overcome this and beat everything in the end
But I choose to abuse for the time being
Maybe I'll win but for now I've decided to die
Sister soldier you've been such a positive influence on my mental frame
If I could ever repay you I would but I'm hard up for cash and my memory lacks initiative
God damn the liquor store's closed
We were so close to scoring
It hurts, it destroys 'till it kills
I am tired and hungry and totally useless

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