And One Lyrics

Linkin Park And One

Songwriters: Bennington, Chester Charl; Bourdon, Robert G; Delson, Brad; Hahn, Joseph; Shinoda, Mike;

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 even know me

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 weightlessness 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 fueled 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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