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From the top to the bottom (Bottom to top I stop)
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At the core I've forgotten (In the middle of my thoughts)
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Taken far from my safety (The picture's there)
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The memory won't escape me (But why should I care?)
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From the top to the bottom (Bottom to top I stop)
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At the core I've forgotten (In the middle of my thoughts)
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Taken far from my safety (The picture's there)
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The memory won't escape me (But why should I care?)
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There's a place so dark, you can't see the end
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Skies cock back and shock that which can't defend
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The rain then sends dripping, acidic questions
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Forcefully, the power of suggestion
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Then with the eyes shut
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Looking through the rust and rot n' dust
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A small spot of light floods the floor
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And pours over the rusted world of pretend
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And the eyes ease open and it's dark again
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From the top to the bottom (Bottom to top I stop)
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At the core I've forgotten (In the middle of my thoughts)
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Taken far from my safety (The picture's there)
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The memory won't escape me (But why should I care?)
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In the memory you'll find me
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Eyes burning up
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The darkness holding me tightly
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Until the sun rises up
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Moving all around, screaming of the ups and downs
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Pollution manifested in perpetual sound
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The wheels go round and the sunset creeps behind street lamps
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Chain link and concrete
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A little piece of paper with a picture drawn
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Floats on down the street 'til the wind is gone
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And the memory now is like the picture was then
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When the paper's crumpled up, it can't be perfect again
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From the top to the bottom (Bottom to top I stop)
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At the core I've forgotten (In the middle of my thoughts)
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Taken far from my safety (The picture's there)
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The memory won't escape me (But why should I care?)
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From the top to the bottom (Bottom to top I stop)
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At the core I've forgotten (In the middle of my thoughts)
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Taken far from my safety (The picture's there)
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The memory won't escape me (But why should I care?)
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In the memory you'll find me
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Eyes burning up
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The darkness holding me tightly
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Until the sun rises up
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Now you've got me caught in the act
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You bring the thought back
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I'm telling you that I see it right through you
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Now you've got me caught in the act
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You bring the thought back (You bring the thought back)
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I'm telling you that I see it right through you (See it right through you)
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Now you've got me caught in the act
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You bring the thought back (You bring the thought back)
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I'm telling you that I see it right through you
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Now you've got me caught in the act (Oooh)
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You bring the thought back
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I'm telling you that I see it right through you
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Now you've got me caught in the act (Oooh)
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You bring the thought back
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I'm telling you that I see it right through you
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Now you've got me caught in the act (Oooh)
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You bring the thought back
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I'm telling you that I see it right through you
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Now you've got me caught in the act (Oooh)
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You bring the thought back
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I'm telling you that I see it right through you
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In the memory you'll find me
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Eyes burning up
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The darkness holding me tightly
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Until the sun rises up
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In the memory you will find me
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Eyes burning up
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The darkness holding me tightly
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Until the sun rises up
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_______________
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Name Forgotten
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Artist Linkin Park
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Album Hybrid Theory
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