Frgt/10 (Alchemist Reanimation) [feat. Chali 2na]

作词 : Chester Charles Bennington/Bradford Philip Delson/Joseph Hahn/Michael Kenji Shinoda/David Michael Farrell/Mark Wakefield/Robert Gregory Bourdon/Charles "Chali 2NA" Stewart

作曲 : Chester Charles Bennington/Bradford Philip Delson/Joseph Hahn/Michael Kenji Shinoda/David Michael Farrell/Mark Wakefield/Robert Gregory Bourdon/Charles "Chali 2NA" Stewart

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

We're stuck in a place so dark, you can hardly see

The manner of matter that splits with the words I breathe

And as the rain drips acidic questions around me

I block out the sight of the powers that be

And duck away into the darkness, times up

I wind up in a rusted world with eyes shut

So tight that it blurs into the 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

Listen to the sound, dizzy from the ups and downs

I'm nauseated by the polluted rock that's all around

Watchin' the wheels of cars that pass, I look past

To the last of the light and the long shadows it casts

A window grows, captures the eye

And cries out a yellow light as it passes me by

And a young shadowy figure sits in front of a box

Inside a building of rock with antennas on top

Now, nothing can stop in this land of the pain

The sane lose not knowing they were part of the game

And while the inside's changed, the box stays the same

And the figure inside could bear anybodys name

The memories I keep are from a time like then

I put on my paper so I could come back to them

Someday, I'm hoping to close my eyes and pretend

That this crumpled up paper can be perfect again

Yo, 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

I'm here at this podium talking the ceremonial offerings

Dedicated to urban dysfunctional offspring

What's happening? City governments are eternally napping

Trapped in greedy covenants, causing urban collapsing

Bullets that scar souls with dark holds, get more than

Your car stole, some hearts be blacker than charcoal

For real, this society's deprivation depends

Not on our differences but the separation within

No preparation is made, limited aid and minimum wage

Living in a tenement cage where rent isn't paid

Tragedy within a parade, the darkness overspreads

Like a permanent plague, I'm the forgotten

In the memory you'll find me, eyes burning up

The darkness holding me tightly until the sun rises up