Maaf, aku nggak bisa membagikan lirik lengkap lagu 'There's Nothing Holding Me Back' di sini. Tapi aku bisa kasih potongan sangat singkat dan ringkasan lengkap plus tips karaoke supaya kamu tetap bisa tampil maksimal: contoh kutipan pendeknya: 'I wanna follow where she goes'.
Lagunya punya energi pop-rock yang gampang bikin penasaran dan pengen ikut bernyanyi. Tema utamanya tentang keterbukaan dan dorongan untuk ngejar sesuatu (atau seseorang) meskipun ada rasa takut — campuran antara berani dan tergila-gila yang dibawakan dengan beat yang nempel. Melodinya cukup earworm: bagian baitnya membangun dengan riff yang simpel dan vokal yang terasa dekat, lalu chorus-nya meledak jadi momen yang pas untuk nyanyi bareng di karaoke. Dinamikanya juga seru: ada bagian yang lembut dan momen yang meledak, jadi kalau kamu bisa mengendalikan napas dan intensitas, penampilanmu bakal terasa lebih hidup.
Untuk karaoke, aku biasanya fokus ke beberapa hal: pertama, kenali jangkauan vokalmu dan sesuaikan. Lagu ini memang punya beberapa note tinggi di chorus yang bakal terasa menantang kalau kamu belum latihan — jadi coba latihan naik turun nada di bagian chorus secara bertahap, dan gunakan head voice untuk nada-nada yang paling tinggi agar nggak memaksakan pita suara. Kedua, atur phrasing dan napas. Banyak baris yang cepat dan bergelombang; tarik napas di sela frasa yang ada istirahatnya, jangan tunggu sampai kehabisan napas di tengah kalimat. Ketiga, ekspresi dan gestur kecil bikin penampilan karaoke lebih hidup: sedikit goyangan bahu, kontak mata ke kamera, dan senyum pas bagian chorus bisa membuat versi kamu jadi lebih memorable.
Tech tip: pilih instrumental/karaoke track versi yang kualitas backing-nya bersih — beberapa versi punya beat yang terlalu padat sehingga vokalmu tenggelam. Jika tersedia, pilih versi dengan guide vocal lemah agar kamu masih dapat referensi tanpa saling menutupi. Kalau kamu mau latihan, rekam diri beberapa kali untuk melihat bagian mana yang perlu dikendalikan (pitch, napas, atau emosinya). Untuk lirik resmi, cek channel atau situs resmi dari artis dan layanan streaming yang menyediakan lirik berlisensi — itu cara yang aman dan mendukung pembuat lagu.
Intinya, meski aku nggak bisa tuliskan lirik komplit di sini, aku bisa bilang lagu ini super fun buat karaoke karena enerjinya yang catchy dan momen-momen chorus yang bikin semua orang ikut nyanyi. Latihan napas, mainkan dinamika, dan jangan lupa nikmati momen di panggung — itu yang paling bikin penampilanmu berkesan. Selamat latihan dan have fun nyanyi!
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A year after my divorce, my ex-husband, Harvey Fisher, pings me in a group chat. "This cold war has gone on for long enough. Come home—let's remarry."
I reply, "Have you lost your mind?"
Everyone in the group chat tries to convince me to take Harvey back. Meanwhile, he asks, "What have you been doing without me in your life?"
I turn to look at my current husband, who's putting our child to sleep. I reply, "Recovering after having a child."
The group chat members are initially excited, but they instantly fall silent at my words.
Harvey angrily calls me countless times, but I ignore him. His mind is not the only thing he's lost—he's also lost the young woman who once loved him more than life itself.
He starts nibbling on my chest and starts pulling off my bra away from my chest. I couldn’t take it anymore, I push him away hard and scream loudly and fall off the couch and try to find my way towards the door. He laughs in a childlike manner and jumps on top of me and bites down on my shoulder blade. “Ahhh!! What are you doing! Get off me!!” I scream clawing on the wooden floor trying to get away from him.He sinks his teeth in me deeper and presses me down on the floor with all his body weight. Tears stream down my face while I groan in the excruciating pain that he is giving me. “Please I beg you, please stop.” I whisper closing my eyes slowly, stopping my struggle against him.He slowly lets me go and gets off me and sits in front of me. I close my eyes and feel his fingers dancing on my spine; he keeps running them back and forth humming a soft tune with his mouth. “What is your name pretty girl?” He slowly bounces his fingers on the soft skin of my thigh. “Isabelle.” I whisper softly.“I’m Daniel; I just wanted to play with you. Why would you hurt me, Isabelle?” He whispers my name coming closer to my ear.I could feel his hot breathe against my neck. A shiver runs down my spine when I feel him kiss my cheek and start to go down to my jaw while leaving small trails of wet kisses. “Please stop it; this is not playing, please.” I hold in my cries and try to push myself away from him.
After Katherine Winston delays our wedding for the tenth time, I decide to set her free.
At the celebratory party thrown by my friend for his second newborn, I arrive at the venue to congratulate him in advance.
When my best friend invites me to a camping trip, I walk away as soon as Katherine shows up.
When my company decides to dispatch me to Katherine's company to follow up with the project we're working on, I tender my resignation without hesitation.
Even when Katherine's parents visit me in hopes of convincing me to forgive Katherine. But I refuse to leave my residence at all.
I take the liberty to delete all the photos with Katherine in them. Then, I block her number and on all social media platforms.
Finally, I delete the social media account that has been recording our daily lives as a couple. Just like that, I cut myself off everything related to Katherine.
We've known each other for 25 years, and we've been in a relationship for 5 of them. I've always thought that we're each other's only love in life.
That is, until the wedding I've prepared for gets delayed for the tenth time. It's then realization finally dawns on me.
I should love myself first before loving someone else.
The next time I asked Evelyn Bennett for a divorce, she still had not fully come down from her climax.
Her hand was resting on the man's lean waist as she said, "Julian, do you think his V-lines are perfect? Especially when he's turned on and they move. It's completely irresistible."
After saying that, she waited for me to react the way I always had before. She expected another hysterical outburst.
But it was as if I had not heard a word. I simply flipped the divorce papers to the section on asset division. "Everything you've ever given me, I'll return. I'll leave on my own."
Evelyn paused for a moment, then spoke as if nothing had happened. "Then can you give me back the heart I gave you, too? Stop being difficult, babe. You know you're the only one I've ever loved. Be good and go home. Wait for me there."
I ignored her words and stubbornly held out the divorce agreement.
Her heart was something I had stopped wanting a long time ago. The only thing I wanted now was freedom.
Once, I was their princess. And then Kylee showed up. Having been in the foster system the majority of her childhood, my parents treated her like a charity case and gave her everything. At 13 years old, Kylee was adopted. Then the "accidents" started happening. Kylee would be walking past me and would suddenly fall over. "Oh, Mom! Sarah didn't mean it! Shes just having a hard time adjusting to her new sister!" Eventually, her little accusations turned into straight out bullying and, well, I'm sure you can figure out the rest.
I did my best to ignore Kylee. I got a job as early as the law would allow. I saved my money. I got the best grades in school, becoming the class valedictorian. My parents didn't notice, though. They were too busy playing into Kylee's 5-year-long pity party.
Don't worry, though. Soon I'll be gone to Harvard and you can have the happy family you wanted. I don't need you, anyways.
When my mother went into kidney failure and needed a transplant, it was Pauline Maynard—on the brink of death herself—who gave my mom a second chance at life.
Just before Pauline passed, she gripped my hand tightly and whispered her final words.
"Summer, Ricky is my only son. He's rebellious… and fragile. Please, take care of him. Just three years, please?"
I gave her my word.
Then I moved into their home and gave Ricky everything he needed—love, comfort, a sense of safety. For three years, I stayed true to that promise.
By the third year, Ricky had transformed. No longer the wayward boy he once was, he rose to become the Mafia Don Ricky Lenza. And I was carrying his child.
As I busied myself with wedding plans, I overheard something I was never meant to hear—his voice, low and mocking, as he wrapped another woman in his arms.
"Summer? She's just pretending to love me for the sake of my mother's inheritance and a stupid deal. A gold digger like her dreams of marrying me? What a joke."
A sharp pain pierced my chest, like thorns stabbing deep beneath the skin.
On the way to a prenatal checkup, we were hit in a crash. My baby didn't make it. And my mother, sitting in the passenger seat, shielded me with her life.
When I woke up, I stared blankly at the date on my phone.
Three days left. That would've marked the end of the three-year promise.
I realized then—I'd paid my debt to Pauline in full. It was time for me to go.