Linkin Park - Hands Held High Lyrics

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Turn my mic up louder I got to say somethin'

Lightweight step it aside when we comin'

Feel it in your chest the syllables get pumpin

People on the street they panic and start runnin

Words on loose leaf sheet complete comin

I jump on my mind I summon the rhyme I'm dumpin

Healin' the blind I promise to let the sun in

Sick of the dark ways we march to the drummin

Jump when they tell us they want to see jumpin

F*** that! I want to see some fists pumpin

Risk somethin' take back what's yours

Say somethin' that you know they might attack you for

Cause I'm sick of bein' treated like I have before

Like I'm stupid standin for what I'm standin 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 ******* are laughin their way to the bank and cashin' the check

Askin' you to have compassion and have some respect

For a leader so nervous in an obvious way

Stutterin and mumblin for nightly news to replay

And 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

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In my livin room watchin but I am not laughin

'Cause when it gets tense I know what might happen

The world is cold the bold men take action

Have to react to get blown into fractions

10 years old is somethin' to see

Another kid my age drugged 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 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 in the buses 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

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)

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

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