Texty: Linkin Park. Hybrid Theory. Forgotten.
From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop
At the core I?ve forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety, the picture's there
The memory won't escape me, but why should I care?
From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop
At the core I?ve forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety, the picture's there
The memory won't escape me, but why should I care?
Theres a place so dark you can't see the end
Skies cock back and shock that which can't defend
The rain then sends dripping, acidic questions, forcefully
The power of suggestion, then with the eyes shut
Looking through the rust and rot and dust
A small spot of light floods the floor
And pours over the rusted world of pretend
And the eyes ease open and it's dark again
From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop
At the core I?ve forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety, the picture's there
The memory won't escape me, but why should I care?
In the memory you'll find me, eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly, until the sun rises up
Moving all around, screaming of the ups and downs
Pollution manifested in perpetual sound the wheels go round
And the sunset creeps behind street lamps
Chain link and concrete
A little piece of paper with a picture drawn
Floats on down the street till the wind is gone
And the memory now is like the picture was then
When the paper's crumpled up, it can?t be perfect again
From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop
At the core I?ve forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety, the picture's there
The memory won't escape me, but why should I care?
From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop
At the core I?ve forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety, the picture's there
The memory won't escape me, but why should I care?
In the memory you'll find me, eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly, until the sun rises up
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you
In the memory you'll find me, eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly, until the sun rises up
In the memory, you will find me, eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly, until the sun rises up
At the core I?ve forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety, the picture's there
The memory won't escape me, but why should I care?
From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop
At the core I?ve forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety, the picture's there
The memory won't escape me, but why should I care?
Theres a place so dark you can't see the end
Skies cock back and shock that which can't defend
The rain then sends dripping, acidic questions, forcefully
The power of suggestion, then with the eyes shut
Looking through the rust and rot and dust
A small spot of light floods the floor
And pours over the rusted world of pretend
And the eyes ease open and it's dark again
From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop
At the core I?ve forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety, the picture's there
The memory won't escape me, but why should I care?
In the memory you'll find me, eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly, until the sun rises up
Moving all around, screaming of the ups and downs
Pollution manifested in perpetual sound the wheels go round
And the sunset creeps behind street lamps
Chain link and concrete
A little piece of paper with a picture drawn
Floats on down the street till the wind is gone
And the memory now is like the picture was then
When the paper's crumpled up, it can?t be perfect again
From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop
At the core I?ve forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety, the picture's there
The memory won't escape me, but why should I care?
From the top to the bottom, bottom to top, I stop
At the core I?ve forgotten, in the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety, the picture's there
The memory won't escape me, but why should I care?
In the memory you'll find me, eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly, until the sun rises up
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that, I see it right through you
In the memory you'll find me, eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly, until the sun rises up
In the memory, you will find me, eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly, until the sun rises up
Linkin Park