LINKIN PARK - And One lyrics

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And one<br><br>Where should I start<br>Disjointed heart<br>I've got no commitment<br>To my own flesh and blood<br>Left all alone<br>Far from my home<br>No one to hear me, to heal my ill heart, i<br><br>Keep it locked up inside<br><br>Cannot express<br>To the point I've regressed<br>If anger's a gift, then I guess I've been blessed, i<br><br>Keep it locked up inside<br>Keep my distance from your lies<br><br>It's too late to love me now<br>You helped me to show me<br>It's too late to love me now<br>You don't even know me<br><br>Breaking a part of my heart to find release<br>Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace<br>Breaking a part of my heart to find release<br>Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace<br><br>Breaking a part of my heart to find release (break)<br>Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (me)<br>Breaking a part of my heart to find release (too)<br>Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace<br><br>Keep it locked up inside<br>Keep my distance from your lies<br><br>Breaking a part of my heart to find release (break)<br>Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (me)<br>Breaking a part of my heart to find release (too)<br>Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace<br>Breaking a part of my heart to find release<br>Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace<br>Breaking a part of my heart to find release<br>Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace<br><br>Keep my distance<br>Keep my distance<br>Keep my distance<br>Keep my distance<br><br>[music slows to rap solo...]<br><br>Spit drips from the jaw of the witless witness<br>Cryptic colloquialism shifts your midrift<br>Dark all I do embark the shadows<br>Involved with my thought catalog, analogue, rap catalog<br>Keep my distance, and fear resistance, hurt by persistance<br>The twisted web of tangled lies<br>Strangles my hope to waste and numbs the taste<br>And I'm forced to face these hate crimes<br>Against the state of being<br>Feeling the weight-less-ness pressed between the ceiling<br>Reeling around room<br>Riding a bubble of sound proof<br>It's the frequency making you<br>Sha-shake with every boom<br>Involuntary muscle contraction<br>Ignoring and drinking musical gas field euphoria<br>The sound pounds to make the dead flush<br>To have you a head rush with red thoughts and said stuff