歌手: Linkin Park
时长: 03:31
(from the top to the bottom/bottom to top i stop[00:00:10]
At the core I’m forgotten /in the middle of my thoughts[00:00:13]
Taken far from my safety / the picture’s there[00:00:15]
The memory won't escape me)[00:00:18]
We’re stuck in place so dark[00:00:20]
You could hardly see a manner of matter[00:00:21]
That splits with the words I breathe and as the rain drips[00:00:23]
Acidic questions around me I block out the[00:00:26]
Sight of the powers that be duck away[00:00:28]
Into the darkness time’s up I wind up in[00:00:30]
A rusted world with eyes shut so tight that[00:00:33]
It blurs into the world of pretend and the eyes[00:00:36]
Ease open it’s dark again [00:00:38]
From the top to the bottom /bottom to top I stop[00:00:40]
At the core I’m forgotten /in the middle of my thoughts[00:00:42]
Taken far from my safety / the picture’s there[00:00:45]
The memory won’t escape me /why should I care[00:00:48]
In the memory you’ll find me eyes burning up[00:00:50]
The darkness holding me tightly until the sun rises up[00:01:01]
Listen to the sounds dizzy from the ups and downs[00:01:15]
And nauseated by the polluted rocks that’s all around[00:01:18]
Watching the wheels of cars that pass I look past to the last[00:01:20]
Of the light and the long shadows it casts a window grows[00:01:23]
And captures the eye and cries out yellow light as it pass me by[00:01:26]
And a young shadowy figure sits in front of a box inside[00:01:30]
A building of rocks with antennas on top now[00:01:33]
Nothing can stop in this land of the pain the same lose[00:01:36]
Not knowing they were part of the game and while the insides change[00:01:39]
The box stays the same and the figure inside could bear anybody’s name[00:01:42]
The memories I keep are from a time like then[00:01:46]
I put on my paper so I could come back to them someday[00:01:48]
I ‘m hopin to close my eyes and pretend that[00:01:51]
This crumpled up paper can be perfect again[00:01:53]
From the top to the bottom bottom to top I stop[00:01:56]
At the core I forgotten in the middle of my thoughts[00:01:58]
Taken far from my safety the pictures there[00:02:01]
The memory won’t escape me [00:02:03]
I’m here at the podium taking[00:02:05]
The ceremonial offerings dedicated to urban dysfunctional offspring (what’s happen)[00:02:07]
City governments are eternally nappin trapped in greedy covenants[00:02:11]
Causin urban collapsin[00:02:14]
Bullets that scar souls with dark holds[00:02:16]
Get more than your car stole some hearts be blacker than chatcoal[00:02:18]
(for real)this society’s deprivation depends not on our difference[00:02:20]
But the separation within no preparation is made[00:02:24]
Limited age minimum wage livin in a tenement cage[00:02:27]
For innocent pay[00:02:30]
Tragedy within a parade the darkness over spread like permanent plague[00:02:32]
I’m forgotten[00:02:35]