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(*by DJ Lethal featuring Chester Bennington*)

There s no way to find out what s inside you
Until you fall into the hole
You dug for yourself while you slept here
Too young, too selfish, too cold
And when you find out what s been waiting
The moment you open your eyes
You ll see your true reflection
The very first time in your life

You cannot fight what s in you
This will not be denied
You cannot fight what s in you
This will not be denied

Cry to yourself
Nothing will help
It s too late to change what s been done
You do what you ve always done best
You run

Into the hole you fall deeper
Deeper the faster you run
It won t stop until you ve accepted
Accept everything that you ve done

You cannot fight what s in you
This will not be denied
You cannot fight what s in you
This will not be denied

Cry to yourself
Nothing will help
It s too late to change what s been done
You do what you ve always done best
You run

In 1803 we sailed out to sea
Out from the sweet town of Derry
For Australia bound if we didn t all drown
And the marks of our fetters we carried
In rusty iron chains we sighed for our wains
Our good women we left in sorrow
As the mainsails unfurled, our curses we hurled
On the...

Le frasi dellamore sempre uguali,
le stesse ormai per tutti,
questa stanza si annoiata
oscilla misterioso il lampadario,
ma questo secondario
e dopo tutto anche normale
il meglio che noi due sappiamo dare
chiss se labbiam dato,
forse s o forse no,
o forse ancora tutta da giocare,
umana e malandrina,
la partita, tra di noi

S, ma, pi che pensarti e...

J me cogne aux murs de ma mmoire
J me suis perdu l angle de notre histoire
Dans le silence, j ai appris quelque chose
C est qu en amour y a toujours des portes closes
Mais il va falloir que j apprenne encore

Un peu de ton parfum...

I m more afraid of living
than I am scared to die
I m more afraid of falling
than I am of flying high

Every moral has a story
every story has an end
every battle has its glory
and its consequence

I m more afraid of loving
than I am of being scorned
but I will keep on trying
though...

Well, these Highway Forty blues,
I ve walked holes in both my shoes.
Counted the days since I ve been gone,
And I d love to see the lights of home.

Wasted time and money too;
Squandered youth in search of truth.
But in the end I had to lose,
Lord above, I ve paid my dues.
Got...