Linkin Park And One Lyrics

Hybrid Theory EP Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Carousel
  • 2 Technique
  • 3 Step Up
  • 4 And One
  • 5 High Voltage
  • 6 Part of Me
  • 7 Ambient
  • 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

    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 persistence
    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

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