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Òåêñòû ïåñåí Fort Minor

The Rising Tied


Remember The Name

You ready?
Let’s go

Yeah
For those of you who wanna know what we’re all about
Its like this y’all

[chorus]
10% luck
20% skill
15% concentrated power of will
5% pleasure
50% pain
and 100% reason to remember the name

[verse1]
Mike!
He doesn’t need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard whether it’s the beat or the mic
He feels so unlike every body else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
But Fuck ’em
He knows the code:
It’s not about the salary, it’s all about reality
And making some noise
Making the story
Making sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down, Tak’s pickin it up

[verse2]
Who the hell is he anyway?
He never really talks much
Never concerned with status
But still leavin’ ’em starstruck
Humbled through oppurtunities
Givin despite the fact
That many misjudge him
Because he makes a living from writing raps
Put it together himself
And the picture connects
Never askin for someones’ help, or to get some respect
His only focus is what he wrote
His will is beyond reach
And now it all unfolds
The skill of an artist

[verse3]
This is 20% skill
80% beer
Be 100% clear
’cuz Ryu is ill
Who woulda thought he’d be the one to set the west in flames
I heard him record with the Crystal Method name of the game
Came back dropped megadef, took ’em to church
I like bleach man
Ryu had the stupidest verse
This dude is the truth
Now everybody’s givin’ him guest spots
The stock through the roof
I heard he’s fuckin with s-dot!

[chorus]
10% luck
20% skill
15% concentrated power of will
5% pleasure
50% pain
and 100% reason to remember the name

[verse4]
They call him Ryu The Sick
And he’s spitting fire and mic
Got him out the dryer he’s hot
got him in fort Minor With Tak
He’s a fucking nihilist porcupine
He’s a prick hes a cock
The type women wanna be with and rappers hope he gets shot
8 years and the makin’
Patiently waitin’ to blow
Now the record with Shinoda’s
Takin over the globe
He’s got a partner in crime
His shit is equally dope
You won’t believe the kinda shit that comes outa of this kids throat

[verse5]
He’s out there every day on the block
He knows how to work with what hes got makin his way to the top
He often gets a comment on his name
People keep askin’ him was it
Given at birth
Or was it stand for an acronym
No
He’s livin’ proof, look at him rockin the booth
He’ll get you buzzin quicker than a shot of vodka with juice
Him and his crew are known around as one of the best
Dedicated to what they do, and give 100%

[verse6]
Forget mike
Nobody really knows how or why, he works so hard it seems like he has never got time
Becuz he writes every note, and he writes every line
And i’ve seen him at work, when that light goes on in his mind
It’s like a design is written in his head every time
Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme
And those mothafuckas he runs with, the kids that he signed, rediculous
Without even tryin’
How do they do it?

[chorus]
10% luck
20% skill
15% concentrated power of will
5% pleasure
50% pain
and 100% reason to remember the name
10% luck
20% skill
15% concentrated power of will
5% pleasure
50% pain
and 100% reason to remember the name
Fort Minor
M Shinoda
Styles of Beyond
Ryu, Takbir, Cheapshot!



Right Now

Someone right now is leaving their apartment
Looking down at the street and wondering where their car went
Someone in a car is sitting at a signal
In front of a restaurant, staring through the window
At someone right now with their finger in their teeth
Who could use a little floss, right across the street
There’s somebody on the curb who really needs a jacket
Spent half the rent at a bar getting plastered
Now he’s gotta walk fourteen blocks
Just to work at a shop where he’s about to get fired
Someone right now is lookin pretty tired
Staring at a laptop trying to get inspired
And somebody living right across the street
Just wrote the best thing that she’s written all week
But her best friend’s coughing up blood in the sink
He can’t even think what happened, feeling so confused
And he knows it looks bad but there’s nothing he can do
I wonder what it’s like to be right there in his shoes but…

No, I’m just taking it in
Out the window of a hotel bedroom again
Tomorrow I’ll be gone, I don’t know when I’ll be back
But in this world everything can change just like that…

Yo, somebody right now is dropping his vocal
Inside a box and trying to knock this shit out his throat
For the act of freedom right now somebody’s stuck in Iraq
Hoping that he’ll get shipped back breathing
In a war but he’s not really sure of the reasons
So we show our support when the press mislead them
Though we mourn, remain main proud, salute the troops
Get some, I know you boys got some work to do

Meanwhile, right now someone’s 25-to-life
And they’re standing on a corner with their thumb up hitch hiking
Scratching off a Lotto ticket hoping for a real winner
Sneaking through ??? just to work and eat a real dinner
Right now someone wishes they were you and I
Instead of second-guessing frequent thoughts of quite suicide
Right now staring out window at a fiend
With holes in his arms and holes in his jeans
He pulled out a cigarette and sparked a light
And walked right around a corner just out of my sight but…

Yo, I’m just taking it in
On the second story hotel window again
The TV’s on and my bags are packed
But in this world everything can change just like that…

Yeah, right now somebody’s sitting in the darkness
Tryna figure how to put some heat in their apartment
But they got a little matress, no carpet
And they appreciate it ’cause some people on a park bench
You see them when you rushing to get to the office
Wife ride by 'em when she comin' from the market
Right now somebody comin out the pocket
Tryin' to dump that rock, they running 'round the block
Same time the cops is raisin' the glack
With aim to fill your legs and your back with some bullshit
Right now someone’s struggling to stop this man
Who’s kicking and punching and cussin at the doctors
Down the hall a child taking it’s first breath
The doc hasn’t even passed him to the nurse yet
Yo, I wonder if he understands what it’s worth yet
Life, the time spend while we here on the Earth yet
The answers to the questions we all seek
Can be found, it depend on how free y’all think
Right now there’s somebody who ain’t eat all week
That would kill for this shit you throw away in the street
I guess one man’s trash is the next man’s treasure
One man’s pain is the next man’s pleasure
One say infinity, the next say forever
Right now everybody got to get it together man…

I’m just takin it in
In another strange hotel lobby again
With my luggage on my back, I don’t know where I’m at
I’m in a world where it all change just like that…

Yeah, I’m just taking it in
Out the window of a hotel bedroom again
Tomorrow I’ll be gone, I don’t know when I’ll be back
But in this world everything can change just like that…



Petrified

[Bridge]
Y’all are n-not re-ready, not re-ready
We about to drop it steady
So do it like that (like that x8)

[Chorus]
Now why’s everybody so petrified (what!)
Petrified (what!), step aside and just drop that (come on)
Drop that (come on)
Drop that (come on)
Drop that (come on) x2

[Verse 1]
Yeah
How you doing ya’ll, my name’s Mike
I’m fooling with the new
I’m doing it all night
I like what I do
I do what I like
I can quit and get it back like I’m riding a bike
Like STOP! [pause]
Bring it back, bring it back
We got that balance keeping us on track
That you get when you movin’ quick
With no slow
You stare like you don’t care
But you do though
I know

[Pre Chorus]
You really must be so lonely
Puffed up like you’re tough but so phony
You and your boys you don’t know me
You really want to hold me?
Show me.
Homie.

Lets get it over with for good
I got a friction addiction
I wish you would
Machine Shop rockin’ when we step inside
And we got everybody so petrified

[Chorus]
Now why’s everybody so petrified (what!)
Petrified (what!), step aside and just drop that (come on)
Drop that (come on)
Drop that (come on)
Drop that (come on)

[Verse 2]
Listen you are not ready
Like children in a building you can’t stand steady
It must be the beat so heavy
Causing panic attacks like a crack in the levy
Give you that Robert Plant
Dancin’ days are back
Feeling all in the track
And infact for those knowing the name, I’m back
With a brand new attack, we can do it like…that

[Pre Chorus 2]
You really must be so lonely
Puffed up like you’re tough but so phony
You and your boys you don’t know me
You really want to hold me?
Show me.
Homie.

Tough talk doesn’t mean a thing,
Get over yourself,
You know when were up in the scene
Its Machine Shop rocking when we step inside
And we got everybody so petrified.

[Chorus]
Now why’s everybody so petrified (what!)
Petrified (what!), step aside and just drop that (come on)
Drop that (come on)
Drop that (come on)
Drop that (come on) x2

[Bridge]
Y’all are n-not re-ready, not re-ready
We about to drop it steady
So do it like that (like that x8) x2

Get Up.

[Chorus]
Now why’s everybody so petrified (what!)
Petrified (what!), step aside and just drop that (come on)
Drop that (come on)
Drop that (come on)
Drop that (come on) x2

[Bridge 2]
Like stop
Bring it back
We got that balance keeping us on track x4

[Outro]
Like..stop (stop x9)
Machine..Shop (shop x9)



Where'd You Go

Where’d you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it’s been forever,
That you’ve been gone.

She said «Some days I feel like shit,
Some days I wanna quit, and just be normal for a bit,»
I don’t understand why you have to always be gone,
I get along but the trips always feel so long,
And, I find myself tryin stay by the phone,
’Cause your voice always helps me to not feel so alone,
But I feel like an idiot, workin’ my day around the call,
But when I pick up I don’t have much to say,
So, I want you to know it’s a little fucked up,
That I’m stuck here waitin’, at times debatin’,
Tellin’ you that I’ve had it with you and your career,
Me and the rest of the family here singing «Where’d you go?»

I miss you so,
Seems like it’s been forever,
That you’ve been gone.
Where’d you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it’s been forever,
That you’ve been gone,
Please come back home…

You know the place where you used to live,
Used to barbeque up burgers and ribs,
Used to have a little party every Halloween with candy by the pile,
But now, you only stop by every once in a while,
Shit, I find myself just fillin’ my time with
Anything to keep the thought of you from my mind,
I’m doin’ fine, I plan to keep it that way,
You can call me if you find you have somethin’ to say,
And I’ll tell you, I want you to know it’s a little fucked up,
That I’m stuck here waitin’, at times debatin’
Tellin’ you that I’ve had it with you and your career,
Me and the rest of the family here singing «Where’d you go?»

I miss you so,
Seems like it’s been forever,
That you’ve been gone.
Where’d you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it’s been forever,
That you’ve been gone,
Please come back home…

I want you to know it’s a little fucked up,
That I’m stuck here waitin’, no longer debatin’,
Tired of sittin’ and hatin’ and makin’ these excuses,
For why you’re not around, and feeling so useless,
It seems one thing has been true all along,
You don’t really know what you got ’til it’s gone,
I guess I’ve had it with you and your career,
When you come back I won’t be here and you’ll can sing it…

Where’d you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it’s been forever,
That you’ve been gone.
Where’d you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it’s been forever,
That you’ve been gone,
Please come back home…
Please come back home…
Please come back home…
Please come back home…
Please come back home…



In Stereo

That beat is hot

This is how it goes
Welcome one and all to the show
We’re wired up, fired up, Fuckin ready to go
In the back of the parking lot outside of the bar
twenty deep, twenty feet from the boulevard
black hoodies, black caps, black label in glasses
Previewin the new shit before all the masses
cos the first thing i need when i got a new beat
is to see how it sounds echoing off the street
I just take it for a spin, pop the CD in
Slide it up to ten and get that rear view shakin
And play it again so there’s no mistakin
San Andreas, the block got this bitch earth quakin like

Oh-oh
Ready for it? Here we go
We got the whole block rockin in stereo
Takin control, lettin everybody know
And if you feel it lemme hear everybody go
Oh-Oh

You’re not ready, I got plenty cups
But twenty months drop steadily
plenty tracks to empty on you
wack pedigree
i’m backed heavily, while you’re back pedalling
forget the chit chat on me, homie kick back
i’m on that shit that can get your homie bitch slapped
so zip your lip back, listen and watch
we got the whole block rockin off the way the beat knocks
you dont have to warn the people on the corner — they know
that if you’re standing on that corner then you’re getting that show
world premiering, hearing that machine shop flow
San Andreas, the block get this bitch earth quaking like

Oh-oh
Ready for it? Here we go
We got the whole block rockin in stereo
Takin control, lettin everybody know
And if you feel it lemme hear everybody go
Oh-Oh

Oh-oh
Ready for it? Here we go
We got the whole block rockin in stereo
Takin control, lettin everybody know
And if you feel it lemme hear everybody go

Turn the key, turn the volume up to loud
Roll right, roll every window down
Let the whole block know what this is about
Turn it up, y’all, burn that system out
Turn the key, turn the volume up to loud
Roll right, roll every window down
Let the whole block know what this is about
Turn it up, y’all, burn out that system like

Oh-oh
Ready for it? Here we go
We got the whole block rockin in stereo
Takin control, lettin everybody know
And if you feel it lemme hear everybody go
Oh-Oh

Oh-oh
Ready for it? Here we go
We got the whole block rockin in stereo
Takin control, lettin everybody know
And if you feel it lemme hear everybody go
Oh-Oh

Let’s go ahead and test out the speakers
you ready?
let’s go, like this



Cigarettes

I love this rap game
Mainly cuz its cool
To add a little spice to the life you’ve been through
Everyone exaggerates a tiny little bit
To make that shit sound more gangster than it really is
You cant appear weak man
We wanna hear street
Wanna hear you spit your thug over this here beat
Don’t take it as sarcastic
I can’t get enough
I’m telling you
You can call my bluff
If it’s not rough, then I really don’t need it
I’m not even ashamed
I got too much reality that’s filling up my brain
so sell me on that chronic, I’m addicted to the game
Suck it up like a cigarette, light it up

Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do
Once in awhile but between me and you
Its just like a cigarette Nobody’s really fooled
I don’t want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool

Let me tell you something that I realized tonight
My hip hop radio is like Marlboro lights
They’re both selling stories and they sound about the same
Cigarettes say their safe, wrappers claim they really bang
We don’t care if it’s true when we lay the money down
We don’t believe the words, we just love the way they sound
They’re acting like we’re idiots, They’re lying to our face
Maybe we are idiots, we buy it anyway

I’m runnin out to get the next rapper’s CD
Just suckin up the guns, drugs, and misogyny
The same way that I suck up all the stories
When I breathe that little bit of death supposedly cancer-free and
Everything they say’s got the truth twisted up
But twisted up’s what I want man, I can’t get enough
Cuz even though we know it’s all just a big bluff
We just light another up, what
We don’t give a fuck

Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do
Once in awhile but between me and you
Its just like a cigarette Nobody’s really fooled
I don’t want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool

Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do
Over and over but between me and you
Its just like a cigarette Nobody’s really fooled
I don’t want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool

Listen to the words, Listen for awhile
Lip Service radio, don’t touch the dial
If you’re in the car
Turn up the track man
Give the whole neighbourhood some second hand rap

Matter of fact
Listen to the words, Listen for awhile
Lip Service radio, don’t touch the dial
If you’re in the car
Turn up the track man
Give the whole neighbourhood some second hand rap

Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do
Once in awhile but between me and you
Its just like a cigarette Nobody’s really fooled
I don’t want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool

Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do
Over and over but between me and you
Its just like a cigarette Nobody’s really fooled
I don’t want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool



Believe Me

Like that that that that that n that

I guess that this is where we’ve come to
If you don’t want to, then you don’t have to believe me
But I will be there when you go down
Just so you know now
You’re on your own now, believe me

Ryu:
Yo, I don’t wanna be the one to blame
You like fun and games, keep playin ’em
I’m just sayin
Think back then we was like one and the same
On the right track, but I was on the wrong train
It’s like that, now you gotta face the pain
And the devil’s got a fresh new place to play
In your brain like a maze you can never escape
The reign, every damn day’s the same shade of grey

Mike:
Hey, i used to have a little bit of a plan
Used to, have a concept of where i stand
But that concept slipped right outta my hand
Now, i dont really even know who i am
Yo, what do i have to say, maybe
I should do what i have to do to break free and
Whatever happens to u, we’ll see
But it’s not gonna happen with me

I guess that this is where we’ve come to
If you don’t want to, then you don’t have to believe me
But I will be there when you go down
Just so you know now
You’re on your own now, believe me

Mike:
Back then, i thought you were just like me
Somebody who could see all the pain i see
But you proved to me unintentionally
That you would self destruct eventually
Now i’m thinkin like the mistake that i made doesn’t hurt
But it’s not gonna work cause its
Really much worse than I thought
I wished you were something you were not
And now this guilt is really all that I’ve got

Tak:
You turned your back and walk away ashamed
All you got
Empty memory and pain, nothing makes sense
You stare at the ground, like hearin’ my voice inside your head when no one else is around
What do i have to say
Maybe i should do what i have to do to break free man

I guess that this is where we’ve come to
If you don’t want to, then you don’t have to believe me
But I will be there when you go down
Just so you know now
You’re on your own now, believe me

(drums and Mike saying YEAH, let’s go)

I guess that this is where we’ve come to
YEAH
If you don’t want to, then you don’t have to believe me
But I will be there when you go down
YEAH
Just so you know now
You’re on your own now, believe me

I’m doin’ what I have to do
You’re on your own now believe me
Whatever happens to you
You’re on your own now believe me
What do I have to say
You’re on your own now believe me
It’s not gonna happen to me
You’re on your own now believe me



Get Me Gone

The dude, he said that, like, when we were making the first Linkin Park record
He was like,
«Yeah you know, I don’t know about the rapping like, I don’t know… maybe you

should just be a rock band.«You know what I mean, like, trying to change us
like they signed us as an act like what we sound like and then he’s like
«Oh I don’t know maybe you should just play keyboard»

Before the first song that you heard me on
There were people already tryin’ to get me gone
Tellin? me to quit rapping
«Just play the keys»
That my band had a singer
They didn’t need me
But my band had my back
So we did the tracks
Put out the album and the talk went flat
It was funny at first but then the humour faded
When some magazines printed that our label made us
We were to be good to be true
Some were saying ghost writers were writin’ all that we do
So we had to disprove it
We spelled it out to the detail how we do it when we’re making this music
After that I made it a rule
I only do e-mail responses to print interviews
Because these people love to put a twist to your words
To infer that you said something fucking absurd

Oh, did I lose you at infer?
Not used to hearing a verse that uses over first grade vocabulary words?
People used to infer that we were manufactured
Now I?ve got the interviews on file
Which people said what
Which number to dial
So now every enemy screaming insanity
All they’re ever gonna be’s another big fan of me
Bitch



High Road

Lets go ya’ll

These people are running off at the mouth
Tryin to convince me that I’m running on empty
Tryin to convince themselves that the record with Jay was a fluke
That the record that I’m makin is a mistake
and I cant take this
Lemme tell you where I’m at with this
You bastards are gonna have to take back that shit
I’m not plastic and fake
When I make tracks I take facts and lay them out for the masses
You assholes are gonna see soon that I’m not playin
Start askin me the names that I’m not sayin
But I’m tryin to be bigger than the bickerin
bigger than the petty name callin
under the breath talkin
rumors and labels and categorization
I’m like a struggling doctor, No patients
But you can say what you want about me
keep talkin while I’m walkin away

You can say what you have to say
cuz my mind’s made up anyway
I’m taking the high road going above you
this is the last time that I’m gonna trust you
You can say what you have to say
cuz my mind’s made up anyway
all that bullshit you talk might work a lot
but it’s not gonna work today

You people are running off at the mouth
Tryin to make me take myself off safety
Tryin to make my friends turn their backs on the team we built
buildin up some mistaken information
and I cant take this
lemme spell it out plain for you
angry groups complain about the things we do
im not changing direction, I’m stepping my game up
Maintainin my name, the same way I came up
You’re gonna see that I’m not playin
start asking the names that I’m not sayin
but im tryin not to mention the names of people who wanna sight and attention
You like the hype but pretendin you’re part of the picture wont pass
You’re like a high school dropout, no class
You can say what you want about me
keep talkin while i’m walkin away bitch

You can say what you have to say
cuz my mind’s made up anyway
I’m taking the high road going above you
this is the last time that I’m gonna trust you
You can say what you have to say
cuz my mind’s made up anyway
all that bullshit you talk might work a lot
but it’s not gonna work today

Why does it always have to be
Somebody’s always watching me
All I really need is some room to breathe
Is anybody out there listening?
Cuz I cant stand to keep this in
All I really want, I’ll say it again

You can say what you have to say
cuz my mind’s made up anyway
I’m taking the high road going above you
this is the last time that I’m gonna trust you
You can say what you have to say
cuz my mind’s made up anyway
all that bullshit you talk might work a lot
but it’s not gonna work today



Kenji

My father came from Japan in 1905
He was 15 when he immigrated from Japan
He, he… he worked until he was able to buy this patch
And build a store

Let me tell you the story in the form of a dream,
I don’t know why I have to tell it but I know what it means,
Close your eyes, just picture the scene,
As I paint it for you, it was World War II,
When this man named Kenji woke up,
Ken was not a soldier,
He was just a man with a family who owned a store in LA,
That day, he crawled out of bed like he always did,
Bacon and eggs with wife and kids,
He lived on the second floor of a little store he ran,
He moved to LA from Japan,
They called him ’Immigrant,’
In Japanese, he’d say he was called «Isei,»
That meant ’First Generation In The United States,’
When everyone was afraid of the Germans, afraid of the Japs,
But most of all afraid of a homeland attack,
And that morning when Ken went out on the doormat,
His world went black ’cause,
Right there; front page news,
Three weeks before 1942,
«Pearl Harbour’s Been Bombed And The Japs Are Comin’,»
Pictures of soldiers dyin’ and runnin’,
Ken knew what it would lead to,
Just like he guessed, the President said,
«The evil Japanese in our home country will be locked away,»
They gave Ken, a couple of days,
To get his whole life packed in two bags,
Just two bags, couldn’t even pack his clothes,
Some folks didn’t even have a suitcase, to pack anything in,
So two trash bags was all they gave them,
When the kids asked mum «Where are we goin’?»
Nobody even knew what to say to them,
Ken didn’t wanna lie, he said «The US is lookin’ for spies,
So we have to live in a place called Mandinar,
Where a lot of Japanese people are,»
Stop it don’t look at the gunmen,
You don’t wanna get the soldiers wonderin’,
If you gonna run or not,
’Cause if you run then you might get shot,
Other than that try not to think about it,
Try not to worry ’bout it; bein’ so crowded,
Someday we’ll get out, someday, someday.

As soon as war broke out
The G.I came and they just come to the house and
«You have to come»
«All the Japanese have to go»
They took Mr. Lee
People didn’t understand
Why did they have to take him?
Because he’s an innocent labourer

So now they’re in a town with soldiers surroundin’ them,
Every day, every night look down at them,
From watch towers up on the wall,
Ken couldn’t really hate them at all;
They were just doin’ their job and,
He wasn’t gonna make any problems,
He had a little garden with vegetables and fruits that,
He gave to the troops in a basket his wife made,
But in the back of his mind, he wanted his families life saved,
Prisoners of war in their own damn country,
What for?
Time passed in the prison town,
He wanted them to live it down when they were free,
The only way out was joinin’ the army,
And supposedly, some men went out for the army, signed on,
And ended up flyin’ to Japan with a bomb,
That 15 kiloton blast, put an end to the war pretty fast,
Two cities were blown to bits; the end of the war came quick,
Ken got out, big hopes of a normal life, with his kids and his wife,
But, when they got back to their home,
What they saw made them feel so alone,
These people had trashed every room,
Smashed in the windows and bashed in the doors,
Written on the walls and the floor,
«Japs not welcome anymore.»
And Kenji dropped both of his bags at his sides and just stood outside,
He, looked at his wife without words to say,
She looked back at him wiped the tears away,
And, said «Someday we’ll be okay, someday,»
Now the names have been changed, but the story’s true,
My family was locked up back in ’42,
My family was there it was dark and damp,
And they called it an internment camp

When we first got back from camp… uhh
It was… pretty… pretty bad

I, I remember my husband said
«Are we gonna stay ’til last?»
Then my husband died before they close the camp.



Red To Black

I had a friend named Victor
The two of us used to hang every single day
And it seemed like overnight that his whole life just changed
I know when his mom and dad broke up
It didnt make sense but I know that his dad was a drunk
And he gambled away the rent
Pretty soon vic was seein red
Pissed off but instead
He drank every night til he passed out
Then he’d do it all again
The whole time smiling on the outside to cover the pain
But on the inside all he was tryin to do was get away

Dying to get away
Let the pain of yesterday go slipping through the cracks

Funny how things change color
Then fade to another shade
When you had it made it was all good
But now look just another day
It was so fresh it was so clean
Now its all gone
1, 2, 3, lights out
Which way to turn
Can't get a grip
All alone in a big white house
Everyday gets worse and you just curse
'til your head bursts and it hurts so bad
She left like yourself should have thought of that one first
No family, no kids, can’t accept what you did
Now you wanna runaway but you can’t cuz the past comes back again

Slippin through the cracks
Sip a little jack
Go to bed half dead
What about rent
Why does every cent gotta be a bet
Whens it gonna end
Oh my god, we dont got a penny left My mom’s gotta find a way to get a job
Outta debt, outta dodge, outta breath, outta this big problem
My pops wanna get away from the pain
In a better place in his brain
But the medication he takes makes him wasted
So sick if hes gonna think the good lord would come take him
Im shakin him wake up you son of a bitch

He’s dying to get away
Let the pain of yesterday go slipping through the cracks
Hiding himself away watching all the memories fade
Away From red to black

He’s dying to get away
Let the pain of yesterday go slipping through the cracks
Hiding himself away watching all the memories fade
Away From red to black

(Slipping through the Cracks)



Slip Out The Back

You know me
I used to get caught up in everyday life
Trying to make it through my day so I could sleep at night
Trying to figure my way through the maze of rights and wrongs
But like you used to say
Nothing feels like it’s really worth it

Forget perfect
I’m trying not to be worthless
Since I last saw you I’ve been looking for a purpose
Well, I met this kid who thought like I did
He had a weird way of looking at it
This is what he said

Slip out the back before they know you were there
And at the worst you’ll see nobody cares
Cuz you don’t wanna be around when it all goes down
Even heroes know when to be scared

Slip out the back before they know you were there
And at the worst you’ll see nobody cares
Cuz you don’t wanna be around when it all goes down
Even heroes know when to be scared

Now
I don’t remember where I met him or remember his name
But he walked funny like he was just too big for his frame
Just over five foot but he weighed a buck-fifty
And what he said seemed so right
It stuck with me

Listen
It’s like poker
You can play your best
But you gotta know when to fold your cards and take a rest
And know when to hold your cards
Hold your breath
And hope that nobody else is stacking the deck
Because

I don’t need to tell you that life isn’t fair
It doesn’t care
It arbitrarily cuts off your air
And like you I want someone to say its okay
In the truest part of our hearts everybody’s afraid

We’re just underappreciated and overwhelmed
Fighting so hard to hide our fear that we’re scaring ourselves
You understand what I’m saying cuz you always did
But it’s different in the words of a cowardly kid

Who said slip out the back before they know you were there
At the worst you’ll see nobody cares
Cuz you don’t wanna be around when it all goes down
Even heroes know when to be scared

Slip out the back before they know you were there
At the worst you’ll see nobody cares
Cuz you don’t wanna be around when it all goes down
Even heroes know when to be scared

And I’m no hero
You remember how it was
You know
All I ever did was worry
Feeling out of control
To the point where everything is going end over end
I’m spinning around in circles again
This is where you come in

All of this to explain to you why
I had to separate myself away from yesterday’s life
Please remember
This isn’t how I hoped it would be
But I had to protect you from me

That’s why I slipped out the back before you knew I was there
I know you felt unprepared
But every single time I was around I’d just bring you down
And I could tell that it was time to be scared

That’s why I slipped out the back before you knew I was there
And I know the way I left
It wasn’t fair
I didn’t wanna be around just to bring you down
I’m not a hero but don’t think I didn’t care



The Hard Way

Kenna vocalizes

Mike:
Come with me, let me walk you through the world that I currently stay in
You can take a look around and tell me if I’m mistaken
You can meet and talk to everybody that I live with
Maybe you can tell me why everybody’s so distant
Is it me? Or maybe when I look around daily
I don’t even know the people I can put my trust in lately
People that I used to hang with, now they’re reacting so different
I’m still the same person, why doesn’t anybody listen?
Can somebody please just explain to me
What happened to the way that we always said we’d be?
Cause right now I don’t know why I pushed through the pain that I got through
And I’m losing hope

Kenna:
Deafening voices
That frequency inside my head that says
I’m going at it the hard way
I focus
Get everything inside out of my brain that claims
I’m going at it the hard way

Mike:
Come with me, let me walk you through the world that I currently live in
Not a thing is forgotten, not a thing is forgiven
Nobody can hold their own underneath the weight
But nobody can take the blame for their own mistakes
So what do you do when somebody lets you down
And you want to say something but you can’t cause they’re not around?
Inside you think they know the extent of the pain
But they won’t even admit that they were the one to blame
Can somebody please just explain to me
What happened to the way that we always said we’d be?
Cause right now I don’t know why I pushed through the pain that I got through
And I’m losing hope

Kenna:
Deafening voices
That frequency inside my head that says
I’m going at it the hard way
I focus
Get everything inside out of my brain that claims
I’m going at it the hard way
Voices, voices
My head, my head

Mike:
Can somebody please just explain to me
What happened to the way that we always said we’d be?
Right now I don’t know why I pushed through the pain that I got through
And I’m losing hope, give me one reason not to

Kenna:
Voices
That frequency inside my head that says
I’m going at it the hard way
I focus
Get everything inside out of my brain that claims
I’m going at it the hard way.


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