Linkin park Forgetten
From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core Ive forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from
Forgotten
my safety
The picture is there
The memory wont escape me
But why should I care (2x)
Theres a place so dark you cant see the end
(Skies cock back) and shock that which cant defend
The rain then sends dripping acidic questions
Forcefully, the power of suggestion
Then with the eyes tightly shut looking thought the rust and rotten dust
A spot of light floods the floor
And pours over the rusted world of pretend
The eyes ease open and its dark again
Chorus
Bridge:
In the memory youll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up
Moving all around
Screaming of the ups and downs
Pollution manifested in perpetual sound
The wheels go round and the sunset creeps past the
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
The memory now is like the picture was then
When the papers crumpled up it cant be perfect again
Chorus
Bridge
Now you got me caught in the act
You bring the thought back
Im telling you that
I see it right through you (7x)
Bridge (2x)
From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core Ive forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from
Forgotten
my safety
The picture is there
The memory wont escape me
But why should I care (2x)
Theres a place so dark you cant see the end
(Skies cock back) and shock that which cant defend
The rain then sends dripping acidic questions
Forcefully, the power of suggestion
Then with the eyes tightly shut looking thought the rust and rotten dust
A spot of light floods the floor
And pours over the rusted world of pretend
The eyes ease open and its dark again
Chorus
Bridge:
In the memory youll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up
Moving all around
Screaming of the ups and downs
Pollution manifested in perpetual sound
The wheels go round and the sunset creeps past the
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
The memory now is like the picture was then
When the papers crumpled up it cant be perfect again
Chorus
Bridge
Now you got me caught in the act
You bring the thought back
Im telling you that
I see it right through you (7x)
Bridge (2x)