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Hands Held High
Hands Held High
By Linkin Park
Turn my mic up louder i've got to say something
Light weight stepping aside when we coming
Feel it in your chest, your syllables get pumping
People on the streets, they panic & start running
Words on loose leaf sheet complete coming
I jump on my mind, I summon the rhyme, I'm dumping
Healing the blind, I promise to let the sun in
Sick of the dark ways we march to the drum and
Jump when they tell us that they wanna see jumping
******** that I wanna see some fist pumpin'
Risk something take back what's yours
Say something that you know they might attack you for
Cuz I'm sick of being treated like I have before
Like it's stupid standing for what I'm standing for
Like this war's really just a different brand of war
Like it doesn't cater the rich and abandon poor
Like they understand you on the back of the jet
When you can't put gas in your tank
And these ******** are laughin' their way to the bank
And cashing their check, asking you to have compassion and have some respect
For a leader so nervous in an obvious way
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
The rest of the world watchin' at the end of the day
In their livin' room laughin' like "what did he say?"
Amen, amen, amen, amen, amen.
In my living room watchin' and I am not laughin'
Cuz when it gets tense I know what might happen
The world is cold, the bold men take action
Have to react or get blown into fractions
Ten years old is something to see
Another kid my age drug under a jeep
Taken and bound and found later under a tree
I wonder if he had thought the next one could be me
Do you see the soldiers they're out today
They brush the dust from bullet proof vests away
It's ironic at times like this you pray
But a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday
There's bombs in the buses, bikes, roads
Inside your markets, your shops, your clothes
My dad he's got a lot of fear i know
But enough pride inside not to let that show
My brother had a book that he would hold with pride
A little red cover with a broken spine
On the back he hand wrote a quote inside:
"When the rich wage war it's the poor who die".
Meanwhile the leader just talks away
Stutterin' and mumblin' for nightly news to replay
And the rest of the world watchin at the end of the day
Both scared and angry like "what did he say?"
Amen, amen, amen, amen, amen.
(continues in background)
With hands held high into a sky so blue
The ocean opens up to swallow you
With hands held high into a sky so blue
The ocean opens up to swallow you
With hands held high into a sky so blue
The ocean opens up to swallow you
With hands held high into a sky so blue
The ocean opens up to swallow you
With hands held high into a sky so blue
The ocean opens up to swallow you
With hands held high into a sky so blue
The ocean opens up to swallow you
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