| 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 |