Linkin Park

Hands Held High
Turn my mic up louder I got to say something
Light weights step it aside when we come in

Feel it in your chest the syllables get pumping
People on the street they panic and start running

Words on loose leaf sheet complete coming
I jump on my mind and summon the rhyme, I'm dumping

Healing the blind I promised to let the sun in
Sick of the dark ways we march to the drum and

Jump when they tell us that they wanna see jumping
Fuck that I wanna see some fists 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 it's stupid standing for what I'm standing for

Like this war's really just a different brand of war
Like it doesn't cater the rich and abandon poor

Like they understand you in the back of the jet
When you can't put gas in your tank

And these fuckers are laughing the way to the bank cashing the check
Asking you to have compassion have respect

For a leader so nervous in an obvious way
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay

And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
In their living room laughing like 'what did he say?'

Amen Amen Amen Amen Amen

In my living room watching I am not laughing cause
When it gets tense I know what might happen

The world is cold the bold men make action
Have to react to get blown into fractions

Ten years old it is something to see
Another kid my age drug under a jeep

Taken and bound and found later under a tree

I wonder if he had thought the next one could be me

Do you see the soldiers they're out today
They brush the dust from bulletproof vests away

It's ironic at times like this you pray
But a bomb blew the mosque yesterday

There's bombs in the busses, bikes, roads
Inside your market, your shops, your clothes

My dad he's got a lot of fear I know
But enough pride inside not to let that show

My brother had a book he would hold with pride
A little red cover with a broken spine

On the back, he hand wrote a quote inside
When the rich wage war it's the poor who die

And Meanwhile, the leader just talks away
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay

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
As the ocean opens up to swallow you

With hands held high into a sky so bluee
As the ocean opens up to swallow you

With hands held high into a sky so blue
As the ocean opens up to swallow you

With hands held high into a sky so blue
As the ocean opens up to swallow you

With hands held high into a sky so blue
As the ocean opens up to swallow you

With hands held high into a sky so blue
As the ocean opens up to swallow you

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