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PERFORMING ARTISTS
LINKIN PARK
LINKIN PARK
Performer
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
MC
Brad Delson
Brad Delson
Background Vocals
Joseph Hahn
Joseph Hahn
Sampler
Rob Bourdon
Rob Bourdon
Drums
Ian Hornbeck
Ian Hornbeck
Bass Guitar
Chester Bennington
Chester Bennington
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
MARK WAKEFIELD
MARK WAKEFIELD
Songwriter
Rob Bourdon
Rob Bourdon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Engineer
John Ewing, Jr.
John Ewing, Jr.
Additional Engineer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Jeff Blue
Jeff Blue
Executive Producer
Andy Wallace
Andy Wallace
Mixing Engineer
Steve Sisco
Steve Sisco
Mixing Engineer
Don Gilmore
Don Gilmore
Producer
Matt Griffin
Matt Griffin
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

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?) There's 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, lookin' 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 Movin' all around, screamin' 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 'til 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 Telling you that I see it right through you Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back Telling you that I see it right through you Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back Telling you that I see it right through you Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back Telling you that I see it right through you Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back Telling you that I see it right through you Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back Telling you that I see it right through you Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back 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'll find me Eyes burning up The darkness holding me tightly Until the sun rises up
Writer(s): David Farrell, Mark Wakefield, Mike Shinoda, Robert G. Bourdon, Chester Charles Bennington, Joseph Hahn, Brad Delson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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