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[Chester Bennington:] No control! No surprise! Tossed the keys to the kingdom down that hole in my eye I'm my own casualty! I fuck up everything I see, fighting in futility!
[Mike Shinoda and Chester Bennington:] We start the final war Tell me what's worth fighting for When we know there's nothing more Take the hand or fist Just to sell ourselves for this The path we least resist
[Chester Bennington:] No control! No surprise! Tossed the keys to the kingdom down that hole in my eye I'm my own casualty! I fuck up everything I see, fighting in futility!
[Mike Shinoda:] Uh, I give you what you came for This is not the same though Got a different method But I still can bring the pain so Y'all get that same flow I got that insane flow High as y'all can get You're never really in my range, though Yes, I'm half Anglo Half fried Panko All prime-time I'mma let the bass bang low All you fucking lames go Aiming at my name, know Careful what you shoot because you might hit what you aim for (Careful what you shoot because you might hit what you aim for)
[Chester Bennington:] No control! No surprise! Tossed the keys to the kingdom down that hole in my eye I'm my own casualty! I fuck up everything I see, fighting in futility
[Instrumental break]
[Chester Bennington:] No control! No surprise! Tossed the keys to the kingdom down that hole in my eye I'm my own casualty! [2x]
[Kid:] I'm not allowed to say certain things, ah!
[Mike Shinoda:] Try and do... Try and do the other thing... real quick.
"All For Nothing" (feat. Page Hamilton)
Yeah Uh
[Mike Shinoda:] So what you waiting for? Anticipating more While you debate what it can take to instigate a war? Yeah, I've been hated more than time I wasn't hated for There's nothing they can fucking say they didn't say before But you could never see it Your battle's not mine Wanna skate and play it safe but this is take a shot time While you're waiting for a purpose I already got mine While you tell me step to it like 1, 2, 3, 4
[Page Hamilton (Chester Bennington):] And if I do what you demand (You say) You'll let me understand (You say) You're gonna hold me to your word And if I sell myself away (You say) I'll have no debt to pay (You say) I'm gonna get what I deserve Whoa
Your word Obeyed My debt Repaid Our trust Betrayed All for nothing All for nothing
[Mike Shinoda:] Kick back there's no other way to say it So let me break this fucker down for ya I really don't know ya You talk but let me show ya where to put your paranoia You're joking, I don't have a half a sucker bone to throw ya I'm disgusted, wonder what could've made ya tuck your tail below ya And no I'm not your soldier I'm not taking any orders I'm a five star general, infantry controller Need a lesson? Let me show ya Have you checking your composure While I make you step to it like 1, 2, 3, 4
[Page Hamilton (Chester Bennington):] And if I do what you demand (You say) You'll let me understand (You say) You're gonna hold me to your word And if I sell myself away (You say) I'll have no debt to pay (You say) I'm gonna get what I deserve Whoa
And if I do what you demand You'll let me understand
Your word Obeyed My debt Repaid Our trust Betrayed All for nothing All for nothing All for nothing
Oh oh oh oh
[Mike:] Maybe we're too far [Brad:] I don't think we're too far [Mike:] Really? [Brad:] That's a good verse. Put the heavy shit there [Mike:] The heavy shit? Right here?
"Guilty All The Same" (feat. Rakim)
Tell us all again What you think we should be What the answers are What it is we can't see Tell us all again How to do what you say How to fall in line How there's no other way But oh, we all know
You're guilty all the same Too sick to be ashamed You want to point your finger But there's no one else to blame
You're guilty all the same Too sick to be ashamed You want to point your finger But there's no one else to blame
You're guilty all the same
Show us all again That our hands are unclean That we're unprepared That you have what we need Show us all again 'Cause we cannot be saved 'Cause the end is near Now there's no other way And oh, you will know
You're guilty all the same Too sick to be ashamed You want to point your finger But there's no one else to blame
You're guilty all the same Too sick to be ashamed You want to point your finger But there's no one else to blame
There's no one else to blame Guilty all the same
Guilty all the same You're guilty all the same
[Rakim:] Yeah, you already know what it is Can y'all explain what kind of land is this when a man has plans of being rich But the bosses plans is wealthy? Dirty money scheme, a clean split is nonsense It's insane Even corporate hands is filthy They talk team and take the paper route All they think about is bank accounts, assets and realty At anybody's expense, No shame with a clear conscience No regrets and guilt free, They claim that ain't the way that they built me The smoke screen before the flame Knowing as soon as the dough or the deal peak They say it's time for things to change Re-arrange like good product re-built cheap Anything if it's more to gain Drained, manipulated like artists, it's real deep Until no more remains, but I'm still me Like authentic hip-hop and rock, 'Til pop and radio and record companies killed me Try to force me to stray and obey And got the gall to say how real can real be You feel me, we'll see that green could be to blame Or greedy for the fame, TV or a name The media, the game, To me you're all the same You're guilty
You're guilty all the same Too sick to be ashamed You want to point your finger But there's no one else to blame
You're guilty all the same Too sick to be ashamed You want to point your finger But there's no one else to blame There's no one else to blame
Guilty all the same Guilty all the same Guilty all the same
"War"
One, two, one, two, thank you!
There's no peace Only war Victory decides who's wrong or right It will not cease Only grow You better be prepared to fight!
And it will not apologize For laying down your life
War
There's no pain It will spare Fear has become your only right And once you're lost In your despair Forever black, eternal night
And it will not apologize For laying down your life
War Destroyer War Destroyer
It needs no side to justify Laying down your life
War Destroyer
War
"Wastelands"
[Mike Shinoda:] This is war with no weapons, Marching with no stepping, Murder with no killing, Illing every direction. First, no sequel, Do the math, no equal John with no Yoko More power, less people And no I'm not afraid of that Print it in your paperback Every rap is made in fact To act as a delayed attack Every phrase a razor blade That's saved until they play it back To slay and leave 'em laying on the pavement Bang Fade to black
[Chester Bennington:] In the wastelands of today, When there's nothing left to lose, And there's nothing more to take, But you force yourself to choose, In the wastelands of today, When tomorrow disappears When the future slips away, And your hope turns into fear, In the wastelands of today
[Mike Shinoda:] Roll credits, to get it, The show's done, They're talking for just talking, But meaning they got none, None of 'em come proper, They talk like a shotgun, But how many got bred with integrity, Not one So no, I'm not afraid to see these suckers hold a blade to me, Ain't a way to shake the ground I built before you came to be, Take it how you take it, I'm the opposite of vacancy, And this is not negotiation, y'all can hate and wait and see...
[Chester Bennington:] In the wastelands of today, When there's nothing left to lose, And there's nothing more to take, But you force yourself to choose, In the wastelands of today, When tomorrow disappears When the future slips away, And your hope turns into fear, And your hope turns into fear,
In the wastelands of today!
In the wastelands of today, When there's nothing left to lose, And there's nothing more to take, But you force yourself to choose, In the wastelands of today, When tomorrow disappears When the future slips away, And your hope turns into fear, And your hope turns into fear, In the wastelands of today!
In the wastelands of today! In the wastelands of today!
"Until It's Gone"
A fire needs a space to burn A breath to build a glow I've heard it said a thousand times But now I know
That you don't know what you've got Oh you don't know what you've got No you don't know what you've got Until it's gone Until it's gone Until it's gone
I thought I kept you safe and sound I thought I made you strong But something made me realize That I was wrong
'Cause finding what you got sometimes Means finding it alone And I can finally see your light When I let go
'Cause you don't know what you've got Until it's gone Until it's gone Until it's gone
Until it's gone Until it's gone Until it's gone Until it's gone Until it's gone
'Cause you don't know what you've got Oh you don't know what you've got No you don't know what you've got It's your battle to be fought No you don't know what you've got 'Til it's gone 'Til it's gone 'Til it's gone
"Rebellion" (feat. Daron Malakian)
[Mike Shinoda:] I've seen the blood I've seen the broken The lost and the sights unseen I want a flood I want an ocean To wash my confusion clean
I can't resolve this empty story I can't repair the damage done
[Chester Bennington:] We are the fortunate ones Who've never faced oppression's gun We are the fortunate ones Imitations of rebellion
[Mike Shinoda:] We acted out We wear the colors Confined by the things we own We're not without We're like each other Pretending we're here alone
And far away, they burn their buildings Right in the face of the damage done
[Chester Bennington and Mike Shinoda:] We are the fortunate ones Who've never faced oppression's gun We are the fortunate ones Imitations of rebellion Rebellion, rebellion, rebellion
[Chester Bennington:] Rebellion, rebellion We lost before the start Rebellion, rebellion One by one we fall apart We fall apart We fall apart We fall apart
[Chester Bennington and Mike Shinoda:] We are the fortunate ones Who've never faced oppression's gun We are the fortunate ones Imitations of Imitations of...
We are the fortunate ones Who've never faced oppression's gun We are the fortunate ones Imitations of rebellion Rebellion, rebellion, rebellion
"Mark The Graves"
There's a fragile game we play With the ghosts of yesterday If we can't let go, we'll never say goodbye
No trace of what remains No stones to mark the graves Only memories we thought we could deny
There was so much more to lose Than the pain I put you through In my carelessness I left you in the dark
And the blood may wash away But the scars will never fade At least I know somehow I made a mark
In the dark In the light Nothing left Nothing right
In the dark In the light Nothing left Nothing right
In the dark In the light Nothing left Nothing right
In the dark In the light Nothing left Nothing right
"Final Masquerade"
Tearing me apart with words you wouldn't say, And suddenly tomorrow's moment washed away. 'Cause I don't have a reason, and you don't have the time, But we both keep on waiting for something we won't find.
The light on the horizon was brighter yesterday, With shadows floating over, the scars began to fade. We said it was forever but then it slipped away, Standing at the end of the final masquerade.
The final masquerade!
All I ever wanted, the secrets that you keep, All you've ever wanted, the truth I couldn't speak. 'Cause I can't see forgiveness, and you can't see the crime, And we both keep on waiting for what we left behind.
The light on the horizon was brighter yesterday, With shadows floating over, the scars began to fade. We said it was forever but then it slipped away, Standing at the end of the final masquerade.
The final masquerade! The final masquerade! Standing at the end of the final masquerade!
The light on the horizon was brighter yesterday, With shadows floating over, the scars began to fade. We said it was forever but then it slipped away, Standing at the end of the final masquerade.
Standing at the end of the final masquerade! Standing at the end of the final masquerade! The final masquerade!
"A Line In The Sand"
[Mike Shinoda:] Today We stood on the wall We laughed at the sun We laughed at the guns We laughed at it all And when they They told us to go We paid them no mind Like every other time But little did we know
[Mike Shinoda and Chester Bennington:] Today I looked for a sign With flames in my hands A line in the sand Between yours and mine And it came Like fire from below Your greed led the call My flag had to fall But little did you know
[Chester Bennington:] Another day Your truth will come You're gonna pay for what you've— Pay for what you've done You'll get what's yours And face your crime You'll tell them give me back what's mine Give me back what's mine
[Mike Shinoda:] I had never been a coward I had never seen blood You had sold me an ocean And I was lost in the flood We were counting on a leader We were driven by need But couldn't take temptation And we were blinded by greed You were steady as a sniper We were waiting on a wire So we never saw it coming When you ran from the fire You can try intimidation And you can try to ignore But when the time comes calling, yeah You are gonna get yours
[Chester Bennington:] Another day Your truth will come You're gonna pay for what you've— Pay for what you've done You'll get what's yours And face your crime You'll tell them give me back what's mine Give me back what's mine
And so today Your truth has come You're gonna pay for what you've— Pay for what you've done You'll get what's yours You're out of time And you will give me back what's mine Give me back what's mine
Give me Give me back what's mine Give me Give me back what's mine What's mine Give me Give me back what's mine What's mine What's mine Give me back what's mine
[Mike Shinoda:] Today we stood on the wall We laughed at the sun We laughed at the guns We laughed at it all And when they They told us to go We paid them no mind Like every other time But little did we know
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