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  • 作词 : Bradford Philip Delson/Chester Charles Bennington/David Michael Farrell/Joseph Hahn/Michael Kenji Shinoda/Robert Gregory Bourdon
    作曲 : Bradford Philip Delson/Chester Charles Bennington/David Michael Farrell/Joseph Hahn/Michael Kenji Shinoda/Robert Gregory Bourdon
    [Verse 1: Mike Shinoda]
    Turn my mic up louder, I got to say something
    Lightweights step it aside when we come in
    Feel it in your chest, the syllables get pumping
    People on the street, they panic and start running
    Words on loose-leaf sheet complete coming
    I jump in my mind and 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
    **** that, I wanna see some fists pumping
    Risk 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 have 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 the jet
    When you can't put gas in your tank
    These ****ers are laughing their way to the bank and cashing the check
    Asking you to have compassion 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?"

    [Refrain]
    Amen
    Amen
    Amen
    Amen
    Amen

    [Verse 2: Mike Shinoda]
    In my living room watching, but I am not laughing
    'Cause when it gets tense, I know what might happen
    The world is cold, the bold men take action
    Have to react or get blown into fractions
    Ten years old, something to see
    Another kid my age drugged under a Jeep
    Taken and bound and found later under a tree
    I wonder if he had thought the next one could be me
    Do you see the soldiers that are out, today?
    They brush the dust from bulletproof vests away
    It's ironic, at times like this you'd pray
    But a bomb blew the mosque up, yesterday
    There's bombs on the buses, bikes, roads
    Inside your market, your shops, your clothes
    My dad, he's got a lot of fear, I know
    But enough pride inside not to let that show
    My brother had a book he would hold with pride
    A little red cover with a broken spine
    On the back, he hand-wrote a quote inside
    "When the rich wage war it's the poor who die"
    Meanwhile, the leader just talks away
    Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
    The rest of the world watching, at the end of the day
    Both scared and angry, like, "What did he say?"

    [Refrain]
    Amen
    Amen
    Amen
    Amen
    Amen

    [Chorus: Mike Shinoda]
    With hands held high into a sky so blue (Amen)
    As the ocean opens up to swallow you (Amen)
    With hands held high into a sky so blue (Amen)
    As the ocean opens up to swallow you (Amen)
    With hands held high into a sky so blue (Amen)
    As the ocean opens up to swallow you (Amen)
    With hands held high into a sky so blue (Amen)
    As the ocean opens up to swallow you (Amen)
    With hands held high into a sky so blue (Amen)
    As the ocean opens up to swallow you (Amen)
    With hands held high into a sky so blue (Amen)
    As the ocean opens up to swallow you (Amen)
  • 作词 : Bradford Philip Delson/Chester Charles Bennington/David Michael Farrell/Joseph Hahn/Michael Kenji Shinoda/Robert Gregory Bourdon
    作曲 : Bradford Philip Delson/Chester Charles Bennington/David Michael Farrell/Joseph Hahn/Michael Kenji Shinoda/Robert Gregory Bourdon
    [Verse 1: Mike Shinoda]
    Turn my mic up louder, I got to say something
    Lightweights step it aside when we come in
    Feel it in your chest, the syllables get pumping
    People on the street, they panic and start running
    Words on loose-leaf sheet complete coming
    I jump in my mind and 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
    **** that, I wanna see some fists pumping
    Risk 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 have 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 the jet
    When you can't put gas in your tank
    These ****ers are laughing their way to the bank and cashing the check
    Asking you to have compassion 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?"

    [Refrain]
    Amen
    Amen
    Amen
    Amen
    Amen

    [Verse 2: Mike Shinoda]
    In my living room watching, but I am not laughing
    'Cause when it gets tense, I know what might happen
    The world is cold, the bold men take action
    Have to react or get blown into fractions
    Ten years old, something to see
    Another kid my age drugged under a Jeep
    Taken and bound and found later under a tree
    I wonder if he had thought the next one could be me
    Do you see the soldiers that are out, today?
    They brush the dust from bulletproof vests away
    It's ironic, at times like this you'd pray
    But a bomb blew the mosque up, yesterday
    There's bombs on the buses, bikes, roads
    Inside your market, your shops, your clothes
    My dad, he's got a lot of fear, I know
    But enough pride inside not to let that show
    My brother had a book he would hold with pride
    A little red cover with a broken spine
    On the back, he hand-wrote a quote inside
    "When the rich wage war it's the poor who die"
    Meanwhile, the leader just talks away
    Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
    The rest of the world watching, at the end of the day
    Both scared and angry, like, "What did he say?"

    [Refrain]
    Amen
    Amen
    Amen
    Amen
    Amen

    [Chorus: Mike Shinoda]
    With hands held high into a sky so blue (Amen)
    As the ocean opens up to swallow you (Amen)
    With hands held high into a sky so blue (Amen)
    As the ocean opens up to swallow you (Amen)
    With hands held high into a sky so blue (Amen)
    As the ocean opens up to swallow you (Amen)
    With hands held high into a sky so blue (Amen)
    As the ocean opens up to swallow you (Amen)
    With hands held high into a sky so blue (Amen)
    As the ocean opens up to swallow you (Amen)
    With hands held high into a sky so blue (Amen)
    As the ocean opens up to swallow you (Amen)