LINKIN PARK - Esaul
Ridin'with a head full
of buckets of red
And when I said is still
stuck in my head
I'm full of red thoroughly bled
And led to the land of
the middle combats
Comin'another front tack
can never run from that
From planets to a size as
I'm milkin'the horizon
Smaller than the flies and
of a lyrical land
Of the power that I've got
in my cynical hand
With the pen once again swimmin
In the centre of the hit
or the miss
Readin'all my thoughts
gettin'lost in the mist
Realise the one that the
size of the fist
And the killin'of the killer
with a flick of the wrist
I wanna live in another place
Where no one can say that I
Live for them
Still I see that its not
meant to be for me
I wanna be in the energy
Not with the enemy
A place for my head
And the second is gone
The weapon of time is
stronger than a nuclear bomb
And turn into your half-life
Somethin'that math can't write
You can't fight nor flee
Still be around
if it wasn't for me
Way back would split up
with my friends
So you can see the attraction
of the payback
Don't want me to say that
Play back the thing now
gettin'lost in the chaos
Tossin'it down
Singin'again to myself
Electric neck twitch
Hungry for a head fulla
hectics
At this you can tell
a TV on time
An addict to the panic
of my confine
Singin'the thing to myself
Electric neck twitch
Hungry for a head fulla hectics
At this you can tell a TV on time
An addict to the panic of my confine
I wanna live in another place
Where no one can say that I
Live for them
Still I see that its not
meant to be for me
I wanna be in the energy
Not with the enemy
A place for my head
Heal my wounds soon
Yesterday will heat my room
Heal my wounds soon
Yesterday will heat my room
Heal my wounds soon
Yesterday will heat my room
Heal my wounds soon
Yesterday will heat my room
Heal my wounds soon
I wanna live in another place
Where no one can say that I
Live for them
Still I see that its not
meant to be for me
I wanna be in the energy
Not with the enemy
A place for my head
Burn
Burn
Burn
Singin'the thing to myself
Electric neck twitch
Hungry for a head fulla hectics
At this you can tell a TV on time
An addict to the panic of my confine
Singin'the thing to myself
Electric neck twitch
Hungry for a head fulla hectics
At this you can tell a TV on time
An addict to the panic of my confine