Song | Blackbirds |
Artist | Linkin Park |
Album | 8-Bit Rebellion! |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | Black Birds |
[00:02.72] | |
[00:04.56] | Drop that / get up |
[00:05.62] | Take to the streets / better lock that kid up |
[00:07.82] | Face full of teeth when he hock that spit up |
[00:10.17] | Pacing the beat like a beast |
[00:11.91] | Rocking the block on repeat |
[00:13.53] | Speak from the cut like a rush of blood |
[00:15.53] | Paint red on the sleeves of the ones you love |
[00:17.52] | Lay the sick ones down and the bells will ring |
[00:20.07] | Put pennies on the eyes let the dead men sing |
[00:26.90] | I shiver and shake the warm air cold |
[00:30.83] | I’m alone on my own |
[00:35.99] | In every mistake I dig this hole |
[00:39.98] | Through my skin and bones |
[00:45.15] | It’s harder starting over |
[00:49.73] | Than never to have changed |
[00:53.94] | With Blackbirds following me |
[00:58.86] | I’m digging out my grave |
[01:03.10] | They close in, swallowing me |
[01:07.93] | The pain, it comes in waves |
[01:12.53] | I’m getting back what I gave |
[01:26.38] | I sweat through the sheet as daylight fades |
[01:30.25] | As I waste away |
[01:35.37] | It traps me inside mistakes I’ve made |
[01:39.38] | That’s the price I pay |
[01:44.52] | It’s harder starting over |
[01:49.04] | Than never to have changed |
[01:53.42] | With Blackbirds following me |
[01:58.22] | I’m digging out my grave |
[02:02.62] | They close in, swallowing me |
[02:07.40] | The pain, it comes in waves(YEAH) |
[02:11.84] | I’m getting back what I gave |
[02:17.11] | I drop to the floor like I did before |
[02:18.95] | Stop watching / I’m coughing / I can’t be more |
[02:21.38] | What I want and what I need are at constant war |
[02:23.47] | Like a well full of poison / a rotten core |
[02:25.80] | The blood goes thin / the fever stings |
[02:27.92] | And I shake from the hell that the habits bring |
[02:30.16] | Let the sick ones down / the bells will ring |
[02:32.58] | Put pennies on the eyes / let the dead men sing |
[02:35.15] | With Blackbirds following me |
[02:39.50] | I’m digging out my grave |
[02:43.81] | They close in, swallowing me |
[02:48.54] | The pain, it comes in waves |
[02:53.02] | I’m getting back what I gave |
[03:02.21] | I’m getting back what I gave |
[03:11.24] | I’m getting back what I gave |
[00:00.00] | Black Birds |
[00:02.72] | |
[00:04.56] | Drop that get up |
[00:05.62] | Take to the streets better lock that kid up |
[00:07.82] | Face full of teeth when he hock that spit up |
[00:10.17] | Pacing the beat like a beast |
[00:11.91] | Rocking the block on repeat |
[00:13.53] | Speak from the cut like a rush of blood |
[00:15.53] | Paint red on the sleeves of the ones you love |
[00:17.52] | Lay the sick ones down and the bells will ring |
[00:20.07] | Put pennies on the eyes let the dead men sing |
[00:26.90] | I shiver and shake the warm air cold |
[00:30.83] | I' m alone on my own |
[00:35.99] | In every mistake I dig this hole |
[00:39.98] | Through my skin and bones |
[00:45.15] | It' s harder starting over |
[00:49.73] | Than never to have changed |
[00:53.94] | With Blackbirds following me |
[00:58.86] | I' m digging out my grave |
[01:03.10] | They close in, swallowing me |
[01:07.93] | The pain, it comes in waves |
[01:12.53] | I' m getting back what I gave |
[01:26.38] | I sweat through the sheet as daylight fades |
[01:30.25] | As I waste away |
[01:35.37] | It traps me inside mistakes I' ve made |
[01:39.38] | That' s the price I pay |
[01:44.52] | It' s harder starting over |
[01:49.04] | Than never to have changed |
[01:53.42] | With Blackbirds following me |
[01:58.22] | I' m digging out my grave |
[02:02.62] | They close in, swallowing me |
[02:07.40] | The pain, it comes in waves YEAH |
[02:11.84] | I' m getting back what I gave |
[02:17.11] | I drop to the floor like I did before |
[02:18.95] | Stop watching I' m coughing I can' t be more |
[02:21.38] | What I want and what I need are at constant war |
[02:23.47] | Like a well full of poison a rotten core |
[02:25.80] | The blood goes thin the fever stings |
[02:27.92] | And I shake from the hell that the habits bring |
[02:30.16] | Let the sick ones down the bells will ring |
[02:32.58] | Put pennies on the eyes let the dead men sing |
[02:35.15] | With Blackbirds following me |
[02:39.50] | I' m digging out my grave |
[02:43.81] | They close in, swallowing me |
[02:48.54] | The pain, it comes in waves |
[02:53.02] | I' m getting back what I gave |
[03:02.21] | I' m getting back what I gave |
[03:11.24] | I' m getting back what I gave |
[00:00.00] | Black Birds |
[00:02.72] | |
[00:04.56] | Drop that get up |
[00:05.62] | Take to the streets better lock that kid up |
[00:07.82] | Face full of teeth when he hock that spit up |
[00:10.17] | Pacing the beat like a beast |
[00:11.91] | Rocking the block on repeat |
[00:13.53] | Speak from the cut like a rush of blood |
[00:15.53] | Paint red on the sleeves of the ones you love |
[00:17.52] | Lay the sick ones down and the bells will ring |
[00:20.07] | Put pennies on the eyes let the dead men sing |
[00:26.90] | I shiver and shake the warm air cold |
[00:30.83] | I' m alone on my own |
[00:35.99] | In every mistake I dig this hole |
[00:39.98] | Through my skin and bones |
[00:45.15] | It' s harder starting over |
[00:49.73] | Than never to have changed |
[00:53.94] | With Blackbirds following me |
[00:58.86] | I' m digging out my grave |
[01:03.10] | They close in, swallowing me |
[01:07.93] | The pain, it comes in waves |
[01:12.53] | I' m getting back what I gave |
[01:26.38] | I sweat through the sheet as daylight fades |
[01:30.25] | As I waste away |
[01:35.37] | It traps me inside mistakes I' ve made |
[01:39.38] | That' s the price I pay |
[01:44.52] | It' s harder starting over |
[01:49.04] | Than never to have changed |
[01:53.42] | With Blackbirds following me |
[01:58.22] | I' m digging out my grave |
[02:02.62] | They close in, swallowing me |
[02:07.40] | The pain, it comes in waves YEAH |
[02:11.84] | I' m getting back what I gave |
[02:17.11] | I drop to the floor like I did before |
[02:18.95] | Stop watching I' m coughing I can' t be more |
[02:21.38] | What I want and what I need are at constant war |
[02:23.47] | Like a well full of poison a rotten core |
[02:25.80] | The blood goes thin the fever stings |
[02:27.92] | And I shake from the hell that the habits bring |
[02:30.16] | Let the sick ones down the bells will ring |
[02:32.58] | Put pennies on the eyes let the dead men sing |
[02:35.15] | With Blackbirds following me |
[02:39.50] | I' m digging out my grave |
[02:43.81] | They close in, swallowing me |
[02:48.54] | The pain, it comes in waves |
[02:53.02] | I' m getting back what I gave |
[03:02.21] | I' m getting back what I gave |
[03:11.24] | I' m getting back what I gave |