Hands Held High-Linkin Park
Turn my mic up louder
I got to say somethin
Light weight step it aside
when we comin
Feel it in your chest
the syllables get pumpin
People on the street
they panic and start running
Words on loose leaf
sheet complete coming
I jump on my mind
I summon the rhyme of dumping
Feeling the blind
I promise to let the sun in
Sick of the dark ways
we march to the drumming
Jump when they tell us
they want to see jumping
Fuck that I want to
see some fist pumping
Risk something
Take back what's yours
Say something that you know
they might attack you for
cause I'm sick of being treated
like I have before
Like a stupid standing for
what I'm standing for
Like this war is really just
a different brand of war
Like a dozen catered rich
and an abandoned poor
Like they understand you
in the back of the jet
When you can't put gas in your tank
These fuckers are laughing their way
to the bank and cashing their check
asking you to have compassion and to have some respect
For a leader so nervous
in unobvious ways
Stuttering and mumbling
for nightly news to replay
and the rest of the world
watching at the end of the day
in the living room laughing
like what did he say
Amen Amen Amen Amen Amen
In my living room watching
But I am not laughing
'Cause when it gets tense
I know what might happen
The world is cold
The bold men take action
Have to react
To getting blown into fractions
10 years old is something to see
Another kid my age drugged under a G
Taking about and found later under a tree
I wonder if he thought the next one could be me
Do you see
The soldiers that are out today
That brush the dust with bulletproof vests away
It's ironic
At times like this you pray
But a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday
There's bombs in the buses bikes roads
inside your markets your shops your coves
My dad he's got a lot of fear I know
but enough pride inside to let that show
My brother had a book he would hold with pride
A little red cover with a broken spine
In the back he hand wrote a quote inside
when the rich wage war it's the poor who die
Meanwhile the leader just talks away
Stuttering and mumbling
for nightly news to replay
and the rest of the world
watching at the end of the day
both scared and angry
like what did he say
Amen Amen Amen Amen Amen
With Hands Held High
into a sky so blue
the ocean opens up
to swallow you
With Hands Held High
into a sky so blue
the ocean opens up
to swallow you
With Hands Held High
into a sky so blue
the ocean opens up
to swallow you
With Hands Held High
into a sky so blue
the ocean opens up
to swallow you
With Hands Held High
into a sky so blue
the ocean opens up
to swallow you
With Hands Held High
into a sky so blue
the ocean opens up
to swallow you
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