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Linkin Park
Linkin Park


Информация
Откуда Agoura Hills, California, USA
Жанры Alternative Rock
Alternative Metal
Nu Metal
Rap Rock
Годы 1996—н.в.
Лейблы Machine Shop Recordings
См. также Jay-Z
Mike Shinoda
Dead by Sunrise
Fort Minor
Сайт Website
Состав
Chester Bennington
Rob Bourdon
Brad Delson
David
Joe Hahn
Mike Shinoda
Бывшие участники
Kyle Christener
Scott Koziol
Mark Wakefield



Альбом Linkin Park


Songs From The Underground (28.11.2008)
28.11.2008
1.
2.
Qwerty (studio version)
3.
4.
5.
Dedicated (1999 demo)
6.
Hunger Strike (live 2008; Chris Cornell feat. Chester Bennington)
7.
My December (live 2008)
8.
Part Of Me (hidden instrumental as 9:58)
*
Crawling (live 2008; feat. Chris Cornell; bonus track)
. . .


[Chester, backwards]:
You should brush your teeth and you should wash your hands.

. . .


I didn't think that I had a debt to pay
'Til they came to take what I had left away
You said you wouldn't put me to the test today
But I remember you saying that yesterday

There was a time when your mind wasn't out of control
Every memory and confession born out of your soul
Like a pill you couldn't swallow so it swallowed you whole
Another lie hard to follow, it followed you home

And like that
Broken down
A victim of your plight

Fire so out of control
Every memory and confession born out of your soul

And like that
Broken down
A victim of you lies

You hide behind
Lies
You don't know
Why
You crossed the line
Wrapped up inside your
Lies
You hide behind
Lies
You're lost inside that cold disguise
Behind your lies

I don't know what I thought I might say
Seems like we never would talk the right way
Every other minute I fought for my place
And drop what I made thought you might say so

I'm guessing that you probably know
When your inside's hollow and you want to be cold
Like a pill hard to swallow so it swallowed you whole
Another lie hard to follow, it followed you home

And like that
Broken down
A victim of your lies

You hide behind
Lies
You don't know
Why
You crossed the line
Wrapped inside your lies
You hide behind
Lies
You're lost inside that cold disguise
Behind your lies

You're faking, you're mistaken
If you think that you could climb out of this hole
Forsaken, what would take me?
Analyzing by the power of your soul

Broken down, a victim of your
Faking, your mistaken
If you think that you could climb out of this hole
Broken down, a victim of your lies

You hide behind
Lies
You don't know
Why
You hide behind
Lies
You don't know
Why
You hide behind
Lies
You don't know
Why
You hide behind
Wrapped up inside your lies

You hide behind
Lies
You don't know
Why
You crossed the line
Wrapped up inside your
Lies
You hide behind
Lies
You're lost inside that cold disguise
Behind your lies

. . .


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

Cannot express
To the point I’ve regressed
If anger’s a gift, then I guess I’ve been blessed, I

Keep it locked up inside
Keep my distance from your lies

It’s too late to love me now
You helped me to show me
It’s too late to love me now
You don’t take a word in

Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace

Breaking a part of my heart to find release (Break)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (Me)
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (Too)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace

Keep it locked up inside
Keep my distance from your lies

Breaking a part of my heart to find release (Break)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (Me)
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (Too)
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace

Keep my distance
Keep my distance
Keep my distance
Keep my distance

[music slows to rap solo...]

Spit drips from the jaw of the witless witness
Cryptic colloquialism shifts your midrift
Dark all I do embark the shadows
Involved with my thought catalog, analogue, rap catalog
Keep my distance, and fear resistance, hurt by persistance
The twisted web of tangled lies
Strangles my hope to waste and numbs the taste
And I'm forced to face these hate crimes
Against the state of being
Feeling the weight-less-ness pressed between the ceiling
Reeling around room
Riding a bubble of sound proof
It's the frequency making you
Sha-Shake with every boom
Involuntary muscle contraction
Ignoring and drinking musical gas field euphoria
The sound pounds to make the dead flush
To have you a head rush with red thoughts and said stuff


[Thanks to makeitsparkle@aol.com for these lyrics]

. . .


You take
You take
Away
Away

Why does it feel like
Night today today toady today today today

Somethind in here's not right
Today today today today today today

Why does it feel like
Night today today today today today today

Paranoia is all i got
Left left left left left left

You take
You take
Away
Away

This is fun
Did that sound good
That's right

. . .


I have a dream of a scene between the green hills
Clouds pull away and the sunlight's revealed
People don't talk about keeping it real
It's understood that they actually will
And intoxicated and stimulated emcees
Staring in the trees, paranoid, are gone in the breeze
Watch them flee, hip-hop hits
Take a walk with me and what you'll see
Is a land where the sand is made up of crushed up wax
And the sky beyond you is krylon glue
And everybody speaks in a dialect of rhyme
And emcees have left materialism behind them
Meanwhile I just grip my mic
And hope me and my team make it through alright
Because say what you will, and say what you might
But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night

[CHORUS]
Because this is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to wherever music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same ol' same
And dedicated to the people advancin' the game
What's real is the kids who know that something's wrong
What's real is the kids who think they don't belong
What's real is the kids who have nowhere to run
Who are hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun

I've seen a lot of shit, I've talked to a bum
Out on sunset strip, he asked me "How would you feel
If everybody acted like you didn't exist
You'd lose your grip, probably eventually flip."
So let it be known, the only reason that we do this
Is so you can pick it up and just bang your head to it
While emcees fight to see who can be the commonest
Be floatin overhead like a space odyssey monolith
Over seeing the game, over being part of the same ol' thing
It's all gonna change in a hurricane of darkness and pain
And acidic rain and promises that you won't do it again
Meanwhile I just grip my mic
And hope me and my team make it through alright
Because say what you will, and say what you might
But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night

[Chorus]

Pulling me close, the shadow is warm inside
This is where I feel at home, this is my place to hide
Pulling me close, the shadow is warm inside
This is where I feel at home, this is my place to hide

[Chorus]

This is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to wherever music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same ol' same
And dedicated to the people advancin' the game
What's real, everybody who doesn't feel safe
What's real, everybody who knows they're out of place
What's real, anybody with nowhere to run
Who hides in the shadows waiting for the sun

. . .


I don't mind stealing bread
From the mouths of decadence
But I can't feed on the powerless
When my cup's already overfilled
But it's on the table
The fire is cooking
And they're farming babies
While the slaves are working
The blood is on the table
And their mouths are choking
But I'm growing hungry
Yes I am

I don't mind stealing bread
From the mouths of decadence
But I can't feed on the powerless
When my cup's already overfilled
But it's on the table
The fire is cooking
And they're farming babies
While the slaves are working
The blood is on the table
And their mouths are choking

But I'm growing hungry (repeats many times)

I don't mind stealing bread
(I don't mind, I don't mind)
I don't mind stealing bread

But I'm growing hungry
But I'm growing hungry

. . .


This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is all so clear
This is my December
This is my snow covered home
This is my December
This is me alone

And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all
The things I said
To make you
Feel like that
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all the
Things I said to you

And I give it all away
Just to have somewhere
To go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to

This is my December
These are my snow covered dreams
This is me pretending
This is all I need

And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all
The things I said
To make you feel like that
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all the things
I said to you

And I give it all away
Just to have
Somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to

This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is all so clear

And I give it all away
Just to have somewhere
To go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to

. . .


Part of me won’t go away
Everyday reminded how much I hate it
Weighted against the consequences
Can’t live without it so it’s senseless
Wanna cut it out of my soul
And just live with a gaping hole
Take control of my life
And wash out all the burnt taste
I made the problems in the first place
Hang my head low ‘cause it’s part of me
Ya hardly see right next to the heart of me
Heard of me the routine scar
New cuts cover where the old ones are
And now I’m sick of this
I can’t stand the sandpaper thoughts that grade away on my sanity
I rather not even be then the man that’s staring in the mirror through me

Pre chorus
Cut myself free willingly
Sstop just what’s killing me [4x]

I feel it everyday
I feel I made my way
I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside
Swallowing me

It can’t be frightening if you’ve never felt it
Once it’s been dealt with you feel like you’ve been touched by something angelic
And then melted down into a pool of peace
Cease to be the animal you used to be
Remove the broken parts you know were wrong
And feel the karma when the problem’s all gone
And then you start to see another piece of yourself that you can’t let be
And that reason’ll last fight to free yourself
Take it to the depths of the bottom of the well
And now you know you can choose to lose the part in your heart
Where your insides bruise
You can live if you’re willing to
Put a stop to just what’s killing you

[Pre chorus (4x)]

[Chorus]

(Alive in me, inside of me, a part of me screams away silently
This part of me won’t go away, part of me won’t go away
Everywhere I look around I see how everyone aught to be
Every time I see myself I see there’s always something wrong with me)

[Chorus (2x)]
I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside, swallowing me [2x]


[Thanks to TNT008@hotmail.com for these lyrics]

. . .


[chorus:]
crawling in my skin
these wounds they will not heal
fear is how i fall
confusing what is real

there's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
consuming/confusing
this lack of self-control i fear is never ending
controlling/i can't seem

[bridge:]
to find myself again
my walls are closing in
(without a sense of confidence and i'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
i've felt this way before
so insecure

[chorus]

discomfort,endlessly has pulled itself upon me
distracting/reacting
against my will i stand beside my own reflection
it's haunting how i can't seem...

[bridge]

[chorus]

[chorus]

. . .


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