Arien, Veny's Record of The Week
So Close So Far - Hoobastank
I wake up all alone, somewhere unfamiliar.
Been gone so many days, I’m losing count.
When I think of home, I see your face.
I know I have to wait…
So close, yet so far
It’s tearing me apart
What I would do to be there with you
So close yet so far
It’s tearing me apart
What I would do to be back with you
I miss hearing your laughter
And all the little things
Forgotten what it’s like to hold you
Cause where I am right now so unforgiving
It’s numbing everything
So close, yet so far
It’s tearing me apart
What I would do to be there with you
So close yet so far
It’s tearing me apart
What I would do to be back with you
So promise
No matter how long it takes for me to get back to you
You’ll wait for me.
I Promise
No matter how far away I go I’ll come back for you
Just wait and see
I miss being at home
I miss your face
Don’t think I can wait...
We’re So close, yet so far
It’s tearing me apart
What I would do to be there with you
So close yet so far
It’s tearing me apart
What I would do to be back with you
I promise,
It’s tearing me apart
No matter how far away I go I’ll come back for you
I promise
Its tearing me apart
What I would do-
What I would do-
What I would do to be there with you
Poltak's Record of The Week
Skeleton Boy - Friendly Fires
I close my eyes on the dancefloor
I forget about you
I lose myself in flashing colors
Ive gotta see it through
you're too much
I take it that we're over
should we even care at all
you're too much, too much
let's shake hands and say goodbye
Your love is out
believing despite the loss
Give me your hand
lets face this night and see it through
Right by my feet, lay broken glasses
you skeleton boy
swept from the walls, drips on my shoulder
I gotta see it through
Sam's Record of The Week
CLBK - Fia
Kita pernah saling cinta
Ada aku ada kamu
Karena terlalu cemburu
Kutinggalkanlah cintamu
Kumenyesali hancur hatiku hatimu
Kau memang tak bersalah
Aku tak mau kalah
Kenapa Cinta lama bersemi kembali
Setelah duka teringat lagi
Kenapa cinta lama bersemi kembali
Setelah terkubur hidup lagi
Lama kita telah berpisah
Kekasih telah berganti
Kita Pernah mencinta
Namun sudah melupakan
Rindu rindu memilikimu
Sari's Record of The Week
Nothing to Worry About - Peter Bjorn and John
Do this thing, this type of thing
Put a little money in this type of thing
I got nothing to worry about
I got nothing to worry about
Do this thing, this type of thing
Put a little money in this type of thing
I got nothing to worry about
I got nothing to worry about
Beggar tune, why always so negative?
if you have problems,
why don't you go solve them?
beat me up,
at least you won't be out of touch
if you're such a poet,
Use your tongue and show it
Do this thing, this type of thing
Put a little money in this type of thing
I got nothing to worry about
I got nothing to worry about
Do this thing, this type of thing
Put a little money in this type of thing
I got nothing to worry about
I got nothing to worry about
Trouble seems, trouble seems to follow you
it's always round you
like some thing you subscribe to
Be prepared, there must be something in you
turning boys to men and then back again
Do this thing, this type of thing
Put a little money in this type of thing
I got nothing to worry about
I got nothing to worry about
Do this thing, this type of thing
Put a little money in this type of thing
I got nothing to worry about
I got nothing to worry about
Nothing to worry about
I got nothing to worry about
Temi's Record of The Week
Murder In The Dark - Hatcham Social
Tya's Record of The Week
Seasons of Love - Donny Osmond
five hundred twenty-five thousand
six hundred minutes
five hundred twenty-five thousand
moments so dear
five hundred twenty-five thousand
six hundred minutes
how do you measure-measure a year
in daylights- in sunsets
in midnites- in cups of coffee
in inches- in miles
in laughter- in strife
five hundred twenty-five thousand
six hundred minutes
how do you measure a year in the life
how about love
how about love
how about love
measure in love
seasons of love
seasons of love
five hundred twenty-five thousand
six hundred minutes
five hundred twenty-five thousand
journeys to plan
five hundred twenty-five thousand
six hundred minutes
how do you measure the life
of a woman or a man
in truth that she learns
or in times that he cried
in bridges he burned
or the way that she dies
its time now to sing out
tho the story never ends
lets celebrate
remember a year in the life of friends
remember the love
remember the love
remember the love
measure in love
seasons of love
seasons of love
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