1 October 2007
When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band.
He said,
"Son when you grow up, will you be the saviour of the broken,
The beaten and the damned?"
He said
Now I know,
That I can't make you stay.
But where's your heart?
But where's your heart?
But where's your,
And I know.
There's nothing I can say.
To change that part.
To change that part.
Mama we all go to hell,
Mama we all go to hell.
I'm writing this letter and wishing you well,
Mama we all go to hell.
Oh well now,
Mama we're all gonna die,
Mama we're all gonna die.
Stop a
Why does it feel like night today?
Something in here's not right today.
Why am I so uptight today?
Paranoia's all I got left
I don't know what stressed me first
Or how the pressure was fed
But I
Linkin Park - In The End
One thing / I don’t know why
It doesn’t even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind / I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time
All I know
Time is a valuable
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