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  • 作词 : Chester Charles Bennington/Joseph Hahn/Michael Kenji Shinoda/Bradford Philip Delson/David Michael Farrell/Robert Gregory Bourdon
    作曲 : Chester Charles Bennington/Joseph Hahn/Michael Kenji Shinoda/Bradford Philip Delson/David Michael Farrell/Robert Gregory Bourdon
    Turn my mic up louder, I got to say something
    Lightweights steppin' aside when we come in
    Feel it in your chest, the syllables get pumping
    People on the street then panic and start running
    Words on loose leaf sheet, complete coming
    I jump in my mind, I summon the rhyme I'm dumping
    Healing the blind, I promise to let the sun in
    Sick of the dark ways we march to the drumming
    Jump when they tell us that they wanna see jumping
    F*ck that, I wanna see some fists pumping
    List something, take back what's yours
    Say something that you know they might attack you for
    'Cause I'm sick of being treated like I had before
    Like it's stupid standing for what I'm standing for
    Like this war's really just a different brand of war
    Like it doesn't cater to rich and abandon poor
    Like they understand you, in the back of their jet
    When you can't put gas in your tank, these fu*kers
    Are laughing their way to the bank, and cashing their check
    Asking you to have the passion and have some respect
    For a leader so nervous in an obvious way
    Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
    And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
    In the living room, laughing like, 'What did he say?
    You with us? Are you with us right now?
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Chester Charles Bennington/Joseph Hahn/Michael Kenji Shinoda/Bradford Philip Delson/David Michael Farrell/Robert Gregory Bourdon
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Chester Charles Bennington/Joseph Hahn/Michael Kenji Shinoda/Bradford Philip Delson/David Michael Farrell/Robert Gregory Bourdon
    [00:03.72]Turn my mic up louder, I got to say something
    [00:07.59]Lightweights steppin' aside when we come in
    [00:10.22]Feel it in your chest, the syllables get pumping
    [00:12.43]People on the street then panic and start running
    [00:15.12]Words on loose leaf sheet, complete coming
    [00:17.62]I jump in my mind, I summon the rhyme I'm dumping
    [00:20.04]Healing the blind, I promise to let the sun in
    [00:22.81]Sick of the dark ways we march to the drumming
    [00:25.27]Jump when they tell us that they wanna see jumping
    [00:28.32]F*ck that, I wanna see some fists pumping
    [00:30.62]List something, take back what's yours
    [00:33.15]Say something that you know they might attack you for
    [00:35.48]'Cause I'm sick of being treated like I had before
    [00:38.08]Like it's stupid standing for what I'm standing for
    [00:40.69]Like this war's really just a different brand of war
    [00:43.48]Like it doesn't cater to rich and abandon poor
    [00:46.05]Like they understand you, in the back of their jet
    [00:48.83]When you can't put gas in your tank, these fu*kers
    [00:51.44]Are laughing their way to the bank, and cashing their check
    [00:53.89]Asking you to have the passion and have some respect
    [00:56.61]For a leader so nervous in an obvious way
    [00:58.80]Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
    [01:01.53]And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
    [01:04.17]In the living room, laughing like, 'What did he say?
    [01:12.46]You with us? Are you with us right now?