1. Hair (musical) - I Got Life
2. Opus - Live is life
3. The Dead South - In Hell I'll Be In Good Company
Linkin Park - Until It Breaks
Előadó: | Linkin Park |
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Album: | Living Things |
Megjelenés: | 2012 |
Hossz: | 0:00 |
Szövegírók: |
Chester Bennington Michael Kenji Shinoda |
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Zeneszerzők: |
Chester Bennington Brad Delson Joe Hahn Rob Bourdon Michael Kenji Shinoda Dave Farrell |
Kiadó: | Machine Shop Recordings/Warner Bros |
Stílus: | Electronic rock, rap rock, folk rock |
Címkék: | Keressük! |
Dalszöveg
(I was born with) the hunger of a lion, the strength of a sun
I don’t need to sweat it when a competition come
Original style like an 808 drum, so I don’t run the track
No, I make the track run
My mama taught me words, my daddy built rockets
I put ’em both together now, tell me what I got
It’s a pretty smart weapon
I can shoot it, I can drop it
(But) learn to respect it ’cause you clearly can’t stop it like that
Yeah, it ain’t over, ’cause the sharks on the left side,
the snakes on the right
And anything you do, they wanna get a little bite
It really doesn’t matter if you’re wrong or if you’re right
’Cause once they get their teeth in, nothing really fights
And as for me, I do it like I got nothing to lose
And you can run your mouth like you can try to fill my shoes
But steady little soldier, I ain’t standing next to you
I’d be laying on the ground before you’re even in my view
Like that
Give me the strength of the rising sun
Give me the truth of the words unsung
And when the last bells ring, the poor men sing
"Bring me to kingdom come"
It's something for ya people on the block to/black out and rock to
Give you what you need like poppa, who shot ya
Separate the weak from the obsolete, you're meek,
I creep hard on impostors
And switch styles on a dime/ quick-witted [add hyphen]
Ya’ll, quit trippin'
I don’t have time for your crying
I grind tough, sucker, make your mind up
Are you in the firing squad or are you in the line-up?
Bang bang/Little monkey man playing
With the big guns only get you slain, I ain’t playing
I’m just saying / You ain’t gotta sliver of a chance
I get iller, I deliver/While you quiver in your pants
So shake shake down/Money, here’s the breakdown
You can play the bank Imma play the bank takedown
And no mistakes now/ coming to get ya
I’m just a Banksy/You’re a brainwash, get the picture
like that
We swim against the rising waves
And crash against the shore
The body bends until it breaks
The early morning sings no more
So rest your head, it’s time to sleep
And dream of what’s in store
The body bends until it breaks
Then sings again no more
’Cause time has torn the flesh away
The early morning sings no more
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