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Hands Held High
Linkin Park


[ Mike Shinoda ]
Turn my mic up louder I got to say something
Light weights steppin' aside when we comin'
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, I summon the rhyme, I'm dumping
Healing the blind I promise to let the sun in
Sick of the dark ways we marched to the drummin'

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
These fuckers are laughing their way to the bank and cashing their check
Asking you to have compassion and have some 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 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 or get blown into fractions

Ten years old is something to see
Another kid my age drug under the jeep
Taken and bound and found later under the tree
I wonder if he thought the next one could be me

Do you see the soldiers that are out today
To brush the dust from bullet proof 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 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"

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)
[ Continues in background ]

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

Smother Me
The Used


Let me be the one who calls you baby
All the time
Surely you can take some comfort
Knowing that you're mine
Just hold me tight, lay by my side
and let me be the one who calls you
Baby all the time

I found my place in the world
Could stare at your face for the rest of
my days
Now I can breathe, turn my insides out
and Smother me
Warm and alive I'm all over you
would you smother me?

Let me be the one who never leaves
You all alone
I hold my breath and lose the feeling
That I'm on my own
Hold me too tight stay by my side
and let me be the one who calls you
Baby all the time

I found my place in the world
Could stare at your face for the rest of
my days
Now I can breathe, turn my insides out
and Smother me
Warm and alive I'm all over you
would you smother me?

When I'm alone time goes so slow
I need you here with me
and how my mistakes have made
Your heart break
Still I need you here with me
Baby I'm here

Now I can breathe, turn my insides out
and Smother me
Warm and alive I'm all over you
would you smother me?

Now I can breathe, turn my insides out
and Smother me
Warm and alive I'm all over you
would you smother me?

Let me be the one who calls you baby
All the time

Let me be the one who calls you baby
All the time

Let me be the one who calls you baby
All the time

Let me be the one who calls you baby
The one who calls you baby

Hay que salir del agujero interior - Virus.

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A Devil on my Shoulder
Negative


Take a look at me
Years behind me have made me disabled
My will and strength lives in me…
It was loud to keep me stable…
No matter what! No matter what!

Hear me pray for the pain and to suffer,
It's all a game we're destructive to each other
Life is short, an open chord, in a bad tone…
From now on there's a devil on my shoulder

Why I'm still here
In this godless scene going six feet under
She's the burning ground beneath my feet
For too long and I should tell her…
No matter what! No matter what!

Hear me pray for the pain and to suffer,
It's all a game we're destructive to each other
Life is short, an open chord, in a bad tone…
From now on there's a devil on my shoulder

Hear me pray for the pain and to suffer,
It's all a game we're destructive to each other
Life is short, an open chord, in a bad tone…
From now on more for me to follow
No wrong or right
There's no need to say things twice
No matter what I will survive
With a devil on my, a devil on my shoulder…

No matter what!

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Negative es un grupo finlandés de Glam Rock. aparecieron a finales de 1997. Desde los primeros momentos de su carrera se ganaron su reputación como banda en vivo que proporciona a la audiencia melodías pegadizas y riffs de guitarra. Una gran fuente de inspiración para Negative han sido Guns n' Roses. tuvo sus primeros conciertos reales en 1998. Después de reclutar la actual formación las cosas empezaron a encajar como en un sueño de rock n' roll hecho realidad.