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PERFORMING ARTISTS
LINKIN PARK
LINKIN PARK
Performer
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
MC
Brad Delson
Brad Delson
Background Vocals
Joseph Hahn
Joseph Hahn
Sampler
Rob Bourdon
Rob Bourdon
Drums
Ian Hornbeck
Ian Hornbeck
Bass Guitar
Chester Bennington
Chester Bennington
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
MARK WAKEFIELD
MARK WAKEFIELD
Songwriter
Rob Bourdon
Rob Bourdon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Engineer
John Ewing, Jr.
John Ewing, Jr.
Additional Engineer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Jeff Blue
Jeff Blue
Executive Producer
Andy Wallace
Andy Wallace
Mixing Engineer
Steve Sisco
Steve Sisco
Mixing Engineer
Don Gilmore
Don Gilmore
Producer
Matt Griffin
Matt Griffin
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety
The picture's there
The memory won't escape me
But why should I care?
From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety
The picture's there
The memory won't escape me
But why should I care?
[Verse 1]
There's a place so dark you can't see the end
Skies cock back and shock that which can't defend
The rain then sends dripping, acidic questions
Forcefully, the power of suggestion
Then with the eyes shut, looking through the rust and rot and dust
A small spot of light floods the floor
And pours over the rusted world of pretend
And the eyes ease open and it's dark again
[Chorus]
From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety
The picture's there
The memory won't escape me
But why should I care?
[Chorus]
In the memory you'll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up
[Verse 2]
Moving all around screaming of the ups and downs
Pollution manifested in perpetual sound
The wheels go 'round and sunset creeps behind
Street lamps, chain link and concrete
A little piece of paper with a picture drawn
Floats on down the street till the wind is gone
And the memory now is like the picture was then
When the paper's crumpled up it can't be perfect again
[Chorus]
From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety
The picture's there
The memory won't escape me
But why should I care?
[Chorus]
From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety
The picture's there
The memory won't escape me
But why should I care?
[Chorus]
In the memory you'll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up
[Bridge]
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
Telling you that I see it right through you
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
Telling you that I see it right through you
[Bridge]
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
Telling you that I see it right through you
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
Telling you that I see it right through you
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
Telling you that I see it right through you
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
Telling you that I see it right through you
Now you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
Telling you that I see it right through you
[Chorus]
In the memory you'll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up
[Outro]
In the memory you will find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up
Written by: Chester Bennington, Rob Bourdon, Brad Delson, Dave Farrell, Joseph Hahn, Mike Shinoda, Mark Wakefield
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