Linkin Park Feat The Alchemist & Chali 2na - FRGT/10 (Reanimation)

Linkin Park Feat Alchemist & Chali 2na "Frgt/10"

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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

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?

In the memory you'll find me

Eyes burning up

The darkness holding me tightly

Until the sun rises up

Listen to the sound dizzy from the ups and downs

I'm nauseated by the polluted rot that's all around

Watching 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 change 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

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 covenants causing urban collapsing

Bullets that scar souls with dark holes get more than your car stole

Some parts 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 minimum wage

Living in a tenement cage where rent isn't paid

Tragedy within a parade the darkness overspreads

Like a permanent plague I'm the forgotten