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作曲 : Linkin Park |
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作词 : Linkin Park |
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This is not the end, this is not the beginning, |
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Just a voice like a riot rocking every remission, |
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Once you listen to the tone in a violent rhythm, |
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And all the words sound steady, so nobody forget 'em, |
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Say yeah with fists flying up in the air, |
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Like we're holding onto something that's invisible there, |
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Cuz we're living at the mercy of the painted riviere, |
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Until we get it, forget it, let it all disappear, |
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Waiting for the end to come, |
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Wishing I had strength to stand, |
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This is not what I had planned, |
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It's out of my control. |
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Flying at the speed of light, |
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Thoughts were spinning in my head, |
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So many things were left unsaid, |
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It's hard to let you go, |
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I know what it takes to move on, |
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I know how it feels to lie, |
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All I wanna do is trade this life for something new, |
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Holding on to what I haven't got, |
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Sitting in an empty room, |
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Trying to forget the past, |
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This was never meant to last, |
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I wish it wasn't so, |
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I know what it takes to move on, |
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I know how it feels to lie, |
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All I wanna do is trade this life for something new, |
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Holding on to what I haven't got, |
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Yo yo what was that when I thought it was done? |
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I thought it felt right, but the right was wrong, |
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All caught up in the eye of the storm, |
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And trying to figure out what it's like moving on, |
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And I don't even know what kind of things I said, |
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My mouth kept moving and my mind went dead, |
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So picking up the pieces now where to begin, |
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The hardest part of that is starting again, |
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All I wanna do is trade this life for something new, |
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Holding on to what I haven't got, |
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This is not the end, this is not the beginning, |
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Just a voice like a riot rocking every remission, |
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Once you listen to the tone in a violent rhythm, |
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And all the words sound steady, so nobody forget 'em, |
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Say yeah with fists flying up in the air, |
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Like we're holding onto something that's invisible there, |
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Cuz we're living at the mercy of the painted riviere, |
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Until we get it, forget it, let it all disappear, |