HANDS HELD HEIGH LINKIN PARK

Turn my mic louder i got to say something...
Lightweights step it aside we come in...
Feel in your chest, the syllables get pumping...?
People on the street they panic and start running..?

Words on loose leaf sheet complete coming..?
I jump in my mind and summon the rhyme i'm dumping...?
Healing the blind i promise to let the sun is
Sick of the dark ways we march to the drummin..?

Jump when they tell us that they wanna see jumping..
Fuck that, i wanna see some fists pumping..
Risk something, take back what's yours..
Say something that you know they might attack you for..

Cause 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 to rich and abandon poor..

Like they understand you in the back of the jet...
When you can't put gas in your tank ...
These fuckers are laughing their way to the bank and cashing the 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
And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
In their living room laughing like
"What did he say..?"

Amen..Amen..
Amen..Amen..
Amen..

In my living, room watching, but i am not laughing
Cause when it gets tense, i know what might happen
The world is cold , the bold men make 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 blound and found later under a tree
I wonder if he had thought, "the next one could be me"

Do you see the soldiers that are out today
That brush the dust from bulletproof vests away
It's ironic, at times like this you pray
But a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday

There's bombs on the busses, bikes, roads
Inside, your market, 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 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
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
The rest of the world watching at the end of the day
Both scared and angry like
"What Did He Say"

Amen..amen
Amen..amen

Amen
With hands held high into a sky so blue

Amen
As the ocean opens up to swallow you

Amen
With hands held high into a sky so blue

Amen
As the ocean opens up to swallow you

Amen
With hands held high into a sky so blue

Amen
As the ocean opens up to swallow you

Amen
With hands held high into a sky so blue

Amen
As the ocean opens up to swallow you

Amen
With hands held high into a sky so blue

Amen
As the ocean opens up to swallow you

Amen
With hands held high into a sky so blue

Amen
As the ocean opens up to swallow you