Linkin Park

Linkin Park - And one lyrics

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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 even know me.

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.

Spit drips from the jaw of the witless witness.
Cryptic colloquialism shifts your midriff
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 fueled euphoria.
The sound pounds to make the dead flush,
To have you a head rush with red thoughts and said stuff.
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Copyrights:

Author: Brad Delson, Chester Bennington, Joseph Hahn, Mike Shinoda, Rob Bourdon

Composer: ?

Publisher: Warner Bros. Records Inc., WEA International Inc., Linkin Park, LLC

Details:

Released in: 2000

Language: English

Translations: German , French , Dutch

Appearing on: Rock Am Ring , Nottingham On A Bbc Broadcast Show (2003) , Songs From The Underground (2008)

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