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Linkin Park - Frgt10 lyrics

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Bottom to top I stop
 At the core I've forgotten
 In the middle of my thoughts
 Taken far from my safety
 The picture's there
 The memory won't escape me

 [Mike]
 We're stuck in a place so dark you can hardly see
 The manner of matter that splits with the words I breathe
 And as the rain drips acidic questions around me
 I block out the sight of the powers that be
 And duck away into the darkness, times up
 I wind up in a rusted world with eyes shut
 So tight that it blurs into the world of pretend
 And the eyes ease open and it's dark again

 From the top to the bottom
 Bottom to top I stop
 At the core I've forgotten
 In the middle of my thoughts
 Taken far from my safety
 The picture's there
 The memory won't escape me
 But why should I care

 [Chali 2NA]
 In the memory you'll find me
 Eyes burning up
 The darkness holding me tightly
 Until the sun rises up

 [Mike]Listen to the sound, dizzy from the ups and downs
 I'm nauseated by the polluted rock that's all around
 Watchin the wheels of cars that pass I look past
 To the last of the light and the long shadows it casts
 A window grows and captures the eye
 And cries out a yellow light as it passes me by
 And a young shadowy figure sits in front of a box
 Inside a building of rock with antennas on top
 Now, nothing can stop in this land of the pain
 The sane lose not knowing they were part of the game
 And while the insides changed the box stays the same
 And the figure inside could bear anybody's name
 The memories I keep are from a time like then
 I put on my paper so I could come back to them
 Someday I'm hoping to close my eyes and pretend
 That this crumpled up paper can be perfect again

 Yo. From the top to the bottom
 Bottom to top I stop
 At the core I've forgotten
 In the middle of my thoughts
 Taken far from my safety
 The picture's there
 The memory won't escape me

 [Chali 2NA]
 I'm here at this podium talking, the ceremonial offerings
 Dedicated to urban dysfunctional offspring
 What's happening? City governments are eternally napping
 Trapped in greedy convenants causing an urban collapsing
 Bullets that scar souls with dark holds
 Get more then your car stole, some hearts be blacker than charcoal
 For real. This society's deprivation depends
 Not on our differences but the separation within
 No preparation is made, limited aid, and minimum wage
 Living in a tenement cage for innocent pay
 Tragedy within a parade
 The darkness overspreads like a permanent plague
 I'm the forgotten
 In the memory you'll find me
 Eyes burning up
 The darkness holding me tightly
 Until the sun rises up
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Copyrights:

Author: Dave Farrell, Mark Wakefield

Composer: ?

Publisher: Warner Bros Records Inc.

Details:

Released in: 2013

Language: English

Appearing on: Reanimation (2002)

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