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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KkAg5qS6bfw
Linkin Park har gjort en ny sång som heter Blackbird :D
Eller det är en gammal demo som dom re-recordade :P
I början är det lite rap från Mike men det är över efter typ 20s sen börjar låten :)
Lyrics:
I shiver and shake through warm and cold
I'm alone
On my own
In every mistake I dig this hole through my skin
And bones
It's harder starting over
Than never to have changed
With blackbirds following me
I'm digging out my grave brain
They close in, swallowing me
The pain, it comes in waves
I'm getting back what I gave
I sweat through the sheet as daylight fades
As I waste away
It traps me inside mistakes I made
That's the price I pay
It's harder starting over
Than never to have changed
With blackbirds following me
I'm digging out my brain
They close in, swallowing me
The pain, it comes in waves
I'm getting back what I gave
I drop to the floor like I did before
Stop, watching I'm coughing, I can't be more
What I want and what I need are a constant war
Like a well full of poison, a rotten core
The blood goes thin, the fever stings
And I shake from the hell that the habits bring
Lay the sick ones down
The bells will ring
Put pennies on their eyes, let the dead men sing
Blackbirds following me
I'm digging out my brain
They close in, swallowing me
The pain, it comes in waves
I'm getting back what I gave
I'm getting back what I gave
I'm alone
On my own
In every mistake I dig this hole through my skin
And bones
It's harder starting over
Than never to have changed
With blackbirds following me
I'm digging out my grave brain
They close in, swallowing me
The pain, it comes in waves
I'm getting back what I gave
I sweat through the sheet as daylight fades
As I waste away
It traps me inside mistakes I made
That's the price I pay
It's harder starting over
Than never to have changed
With blackbirds following me
I'm digging out my brain
They close in, swallowing me
The pain, it comes in waves
I'm getting back what I gave
I drop to the floor like I did before
Stop, watching I'm coughing, I can't be more
What I want and what I need are a constant war
Like a well full of poison, a rotten core
The blood goes thin, the fever stings
And I shake from the hell that the habits bring
Lay the sick ones down
The bells will ring
Put pennies on their eyes, let the dead men sing
Blackbirds following me
I'm digging out my brain
They close in, swallowing me
The pain, it comes in waves
I'm getting back what I gave
I'm getting back what I gave
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