Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Linkin Park: Bleed it out
Here we go for the hundredth time,
Hand grenade pins in every line,
Throw ‘em up and let something shine.
Going out of my fucking mind.
Filthy mouth, no excuse.
Find a new place to hang this noose.
String me up from atop these roofs.
Knot it tight so I won’t get loose.
Truth is, you can stop and stare,
bled myself out and no one cares.
Dug the trench out, laid down there
With a shovel up out to reach somewhere.
Yeah, someone pour it in,
Make it a dirt dance floor again.
Say your prayers and stomp it out,
When they bring that chorus in.

I bleed it out,
Digging deeper just to throw it away.
I bleed it out,
Digging deeper just to throw it away.
I bleed it out,
Digging deeper just to throw it away,
Just to throw it away,
Just to throw it away.

I bleed it out.
Go, stop the show.
Choppy words and a sloppy flow.
Shotgun opera, lock and load,
Cock it back and then watch it go.
Mama help me, I’ve been cursed,
Death is rolling in every verse.
Candy paint on his brand new hearse.
Can’t contain him, he knows he works.
Fuck this hurts, I won’t lie,
Doesn’t matter how hard I try.

Half the words don’t mean a thing,
And I know that I won’t be satisfied.
So why try ignoring him.
Make your dirt dance floor again.
Say your prayers and stomp it out,
When they bring that chorus in.

I bleed it out,
Digging deeper just to throw it away.
I bleed it out,
Digging deeper just to throw it away.
I bleed it out,
Digging deeper just to throw it away,
Just to throw it away,
Just to throw it away.

I bleed it out.
I open up these scars,
I’ll make you face this.
I pull myself apart,
I’ll make you face this now.

I bleed it out,
Digging deeper just to throw it away.
I bleed it out,
Digging deeper just to throw it away.
I bleed it out,
Digging deeper just to throw it away,
Just to throw it away,
Just to throw it away. (2x)

I bleed it out. (3x)

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Stroke 9: Kick Some Ass
How many people wanna kick some ass?

I used to be a nerd
Grew up in the suburbs
Nothing there ever went wrong
I made it up in this song

I talk about the hood
I say stuff like it's all good
Tell people I'm down with all the cool kids downtown
When I've never even been there

How many people wanna kick some ass?
I do I do
And how many people sick of holding it back?
I am
Well I am too

So don't lay a another finger on her
She's mine and I still want her
If you put your hands upon her
You're a goner goner

And how many people sick of holding it back?
I am I am
And how many people wanna kick some ass?
I would if I could

But I'm really just a sensitive artist
Perpetrating like I am the hardest

So spin your cap around to the back
You think you rhyme but you can't rap
Loosen that strap a little more
Till your axe hits the floor

Flip off your fans
Make em cheer
Try to look sincere
Anger today's fashion
So sing another song about bashing someone's head in

How many people wanna kick some ass?
I do I do
And how many people sick of holding it back?
I am
Well I am too

So don't lay a another finger on her
She's mine and I still want her
If you put your hands upon her
You're a goner goner

And how many people sick of holding it back?
I am I am
And how many people wanna kick some ass?
I would if I could

But I'm really just a sensitive artist
Perpetrating like I am the hardest
Acting like I'm not the smartest
I'm really just a sensitive artist

Awwwww Yeah

So don't lay a another finger on her
She's mine and I still want her
If you put your hands upon her
You're a goner goner

And how many people sick of holding it back?
I am I am
And how many people wanna kick some ass?

I said how many people wanna kick some ass?
How many people wanna kick some ass?
What you gonna do when your sick of holding it back?
I think I kick some ass
How many people wanna kick some ass?
I would if I could

But I'm really just a sensitive artist
Perpetrating like I am the hardest
Acting like I'm not the smartest
I'm really just a sensitive artist
Honest

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Linkin Park: Given up
Waking in a sweat again
Another day’s been laid to waste
In my disgrace
Stuck in my head again
Feels like I’ll never leave this place
There’s no escape
I’m my own worst enemy

I’ve given up
I’m sick of living
Is there nothing you can say
Take this all away
I’m suffocating
Tell me what the fuck is
Wrong with me

I don’t know what to take
Thought I was focused but I’m scared
I’m not prepared
I hyperventilate
Looking for hope somehow somewhere
And you don’t care

I’m my own worst enemy

I’ve given up…
I’m sick of living
Is there nothing you can say
Take this all away
I’m suffocating
Tell me what the fuck is
Wrong with me

GOD

Put me out of my misery
Put me out of my misery
Put me out of my…
Put me out of my fucking misery!

I’ve given up…
I’m sick of living
Is there nothing you can say
Take this all away
I’m suffocating
Tell me what the fuck is
Wrong with me

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