Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brad Delson
Brad Delson
Lead Guitar
Chester Bennington
Chester Bennington
Vocals
Dave Farrell
Dave Farrell
Bass Guitar
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Vocals
Rob Bourdon
Rob Bourdon
Drums
Joseph Hahn
Joseph Hahn
Sampler
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brad Delson
Brad Delson
Songwriter
Chester Charles Bennington
Chester Charles Bennington
Songwriter
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Songwriter
Rob Bourdon
Rob Bourdon
Songwriter
David Michael Farrell
David Michael Farrell
Songwriter
Joseph Hahn
Joseph Hahn
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brad Delson
Brad Delson
Engineer
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Producer
Mark Santangelo
Mark Santangelo
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Nicolas Fournier
Nicolas Fournier
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ethan Mates
Ethan Mates
Engineer
Josh Newell
Josh Newell
Engineer
Vlado Meller
Vlado Meller
Mastering Engineer
Neal Avron
Neal Avron
Mixing Engineer
Rick Rubin
Rick Rubin
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah Yo This is not the end, this is not the beginning Just a voice like a riot rocking every revision But you listen to the tone and the violent rhythm And though the words sound steady, something's empty within 'em We say, yeah, with fists flying up in the air Like we're holding onto something that's invisible there 'Cause we're living at the mercy of the pain and fear Until we dead it, forget it, let it all disappear Waiting for the end to come Wishing I had strength to stand This is not what I had planned It's out of my control Flying at the speed of light Thoughts were spinning in my head So many things were left unsaid It's hard to let you go (Oh) I know what it takes to move on (Oh) I know how it feels to lie (Oh) all I wanna do is trade this life for something new (Oh) holding on to what I haven't got Sitting in an empty room Trying to forget the past This was never meant to last I wish it wasn't so (Oh) I know what it takes to move on (Oh) I know how it feels to lie (Oh) all I wanna do is trade this life for something new (Oh) holding on to what I haven't got Yo, yo What was left when that fire was gone? I thought it felt right, but that right was wrong All caught up in the eye of the storm And trying to figure out what it's like moving on And I don't even know what kind of things I've said My mouth kept moving, and my mind went dead So, I'm picking up the pieces now where to begin The hardest part of ending is starting again All I wanna do is trade this life for something new Holding on to what I haven't got This is not the end, this is not the beginning Just a voice like a riot rocking every revision But you listen to the tone and the violent rhythm Though the words sound steady, something empty's within them We say, yeah, with fists flying up in the air Like we're holding onto something that's invisible there 'Cause we're living at the mercy of the pain and the fear Until we get it, forget it, let it all disappear
Writer(s): Mike Shinoda, Chester Charles Bennington, Joseph Hahn, Brad Delson, Dave Farrell, Robert G. Bourdon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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