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Tuesday, October 23, 2007, 9:00 PM

Bleed It Out - Linkin Park
(Explicit Content: Profanities included)

Here we go for the hundredth time
Hand grenade pins in every line
Throw 'em up and let something shine
Going out of my fuckin mind
Filthy mouth, no excuse
Find a new place to hang this noose
String me up from atop these roofs
Knot it tight so I won't get loose
Truth is, you can stop and stare
Bled myself out and no one cares
Dug the trench out, laid down there
With a shovel up out of reach somewhere
Yeah, someone pour it in
Make it a dirt dance floor again
Say your prayers and stomp it out
When they bring the chorus in

I bleed it out
Digging deepers just to throw it away
Just to throw it away
I bleed it out

I bleed it out, go, stop the show
Choppy words and a stoppy flow
Shotgun opera, lock and load
Cock it back and then watch it go
Mama help me, I've been cursed
Death is rolling in every verse
Candy paint on his brand new hearse
Can't contain him, he knows he works
Fuck this hurts, I won't lie, doesn't matter how hard I try
Half the words don't mean a thing and I know I won't be satisfied
So why try ignoring him
Make it a dirt dance floor again
Say your prayers and stomp it out
When they bring the chorus in

I open up these scars
I'll make you face this
I pull myself apart
I'll make you face this
I open up these scars
I'll make you face this now

Sunday, October 7, 2007, 2:55 AM

I walk a thousand miles, just to see your smile.
I walk this lonely road, till I see you running to me.

I've been torned apart, theres nothing left of me.
I've been tossed about, the sea will never calm down.

I've lost my way, you were there to guide me.
I've lost all meaning, but you gave me hope.

Turn around, don't look at me.
Run away, before the beast is unleashed.

I've caused too much hatred, a monster lives within me.
I feel no guilt for my sins, a murderer I am.

Push aside what you thought of me, and forget everything.
Leave me to die, I don't deserve this.

Only you were there, with a smile on your face.
A smile that has been engraved within my mind.

A smile I'll never forget.
Your smile that gave me life.