Lyrics Frgt/10 (Alchemist Reanimation) - Linkin Park, Chali 2na, The Alchemist

Frgt/10 (Alchemist Reanimation)

From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core, I m 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 could hardly see
A manner of matter that splits, with the words I breathe
An as the rain drips, acidic questions around me I block out the sight of the powers that be An 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 m forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety
The picture s there
The memory won t escape me Then why should I care
In the memory you ll find me Eyes burning up The darkness holding me tight within
Until the sun rises up Listen to the sound, dizzy from the ups and downs
An nauseated by the polluted rott, 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 and captures the eye
An 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
An while the insides change, the box stays the same
And the figure inside could bear anybody s 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 hopin 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 m 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 happenin ?)
City governments are eternally nappin
Trapped in greedy covenants, causein urban collapsin
An 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 aide an minimum wage
Livin in a tenement cage for innocent pay
Tragedy within a parade
The darkness overspread like permanent plauge
An I m forgotten
In the memory you ll find me Eyes burning up The darkness holding me tight within
Until the sun rises up