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Linkin Park Lyrics

|and one|
where should I start? disjointed heart i've got no commitment to my own flesh and blood left all alone far from my home no one to hear me / to heal my ill heart i keep it locked up inside keep my distance from your lies i cannot express to the point i've regressed if anger's a gift, then I guess i've been blessed it's too late to love me now, you have never shown me it's too late to love me now, you have never known me break me down [breaking a part of my heart to find release] [taking you out of my blood to bring me peace]
|by myself|
What do I do to ignore them behind me? Do I follow my instincts blindly? Do I hide my pride / from these bad dreams And give in to sad thoughts that are maddening? Do I / sit here and try to stand it? Or do I / try to catch them red Ė handed? Do I trust some and get fooled by phoniness, Or do I trust nobody and live in loneliness? Because I canít hold on / when Iím stretched so thin I make the right moves but Iím lost within I put on my daily faÁade but then I just end up getting hurt again By myself [myself] I ask why, but in my mind I find I canít rely on myself chorus: I canít hold on To what I want when Iím stretched so thin Itís all too much to take in I canít hold on To anything watching everything spin With thoughts of failure sinking in If I Turn my back Iím defenseless And to go blindly seems senseless If I hide my pride and let it all go on / then theyíll Take from me Ďtill everything is gone If I let them go Iíll be outdone But if I try to catch them Iíll be outrun If Iím killed by the questions like a cancer Then Iíll be buried in the silence of the answer [by myself] How do you think / Iíve lost so much Iím so afraid / Iím out of touch How do you expect / I will know what to do When all I know / Is what you tell me to Donít you know I canít tell you how to make it go No matter what I do, how hard I try I canít seem to convince myself why Iím stuck on the outside
|plaster|
I cannot take this anymore I'm saying everything I've said before All these words they make no sense I find bliss in ignorance Less I hear the less you'll say But you'll find that out anyway Just like before... Everything you say to me Takes me one step closer to the edge And I'm about to break I need a little room to breathe Cause I'm one step closer to the edge And I'm about to break I find the answers aren't so clear Wish I could find a way to disappear All these thoughts they make no sense I find bliss in ignorance Nothing seems to go away Over and over again shut up when i'm talking to you
|points of authority|
Forfeit the game / Before somebody else takes You out of the frame / Puts your name to shame Cover up your face / You canít run the race The pace is too fast / You just canít last You love the way I look at you While taking pleasure in the awful things you put me through You take away if I give in My life My pride is broken You love the things I say Iíll do- The way Iíll hurt myself again just to get back at you You take away when I give in / my life My pride is broken Chorus: You like to think youíre never wrong You want to act like youíre someone You want someone to hurt like you You want to share what youíve been through (You live what you learn)
|step up|
watch as the room rocks / mentally moonwalk mixed media slang / banging in your boombox verbal violence / lyrical stylist in a time when rock hip hop rhymes are childish you canít tempt me with rhymes that are empty rapping to a beat doesnít make you an emcee with your lack of skill and facility / youíre killing me and a DJ in the group just for credibility i heard that some of you are getting help with your rhymes youíre not an emcee if someone else writes your lines and rapping over rock doesnít make you a pioneer cause rock and hip hop have collaborated for years but now theyíre getting randomly mixed and matched up all after a fast buck / and all the tracks suck so how does it stack up? none of itís real you want to be an emcee youíve got to study the skill so you pick up a pen and write yourself a new identity but mentally you donít have the hip hop energy with a tendency to make up stories sounding like the only hip hop youíve heard is top 40 and your record company is completely missing it all the kids are dissing it for not being legitimate and in a battle you canít hack it / react with wack sh*t and get smacked with verbal backflips get your ass kicked by fabulous battle catalysts its taken decades for emcees to establish this youíre new to hip hop and welcome if your serious but not on the mic leave that to the experienced who can rock a rhyme like this? bring it to you every time like this? step up
|with you|
I woke up in a dream today To the cold of the static / and put my cold feet on the floor Forgot all about yesterday Remembering Iím pretending to be where Iím not anymore A little taste of hypocrisy And Iím left in the wake of the mistake / slow to react Even though youíre so close to me Youíre still so distant / And I canít bring you back Itís true / the way I feel Was promised by your face The sound of your voice Painted on my memories Even if youíre not with me Iím with you You / Now I see/ keeping everything inside You / Now I see / Even when I close my eyes I hit you and you hit me back We fall to the floor / the rest of the day stands still Fine line between this and that When things go wrong I pretend the past isnít real Now I'm trapped in this memory And Iím left in the wake of the mistake / slow to react Even though youíre close to me Youíre still so distant / And I canít bring you back no No matter how far we've come I can't wait to see tomorrow With you

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