Píše se rok 1991. V Los Angeles je parný den, téměř k padnutí. Nikdo netuší, že tento den se zapíše do hudební historie! Právě teď se totiž pokládá základní kámen nejúspěšnější rockové skupiny 21.století: Linkin park. 14-ti letý Mike Shinoda a...
Píseň: Waiting for the End (Live)
- Interpret:
- Linkin Park
- Album:
- ITunes Festival: London 2011 - EP
Yea Yeah This is not the end This is not the beginning, Just a voice like a riot rocking every revision But you listen to the tone and the violent rhythm Though the words sound steady Something empty's within 'em We say yeah! With fists flying up in the air Like we’re holding onto something That’s invisible there, Cuz we’re living at the mercy of the pain and the fear Until we dead it, forget it, Let it all disappear. Waiting for the end to come Wishing I had strength to stand This is not what I had planned It’s out of my control... Flying at the speed of light Thoughts were spinning in my head So many things were left unsaid It’s hard to let you go... I know what it takes to move on, I know how it feels to lie, All I wanna do Is trade this life for something new Holding on to what I haven’t got Sitting in an empty room Trying to forget the past This was never meant to last I wish it wasn’t so... I know what it takes to move on, I know how it feels to lie, All I wanna do Is trade this life for something new Holding on to what I haven’t got What was left when that fire was gone? I thought it felt right but the right was wrong All caught up in the eye of the storm And trying to figure out what it’s like moving on And I don’t even know what kind of things I've said My mouth kept moving and my mind went dead So, picking up the pieces, now where to begin? That hardest part ending is starting again! All I wanna do Is trade this life for something new Holding on what I haven’t got This is not the end This is not the beginning, Just a voice like a riot rocking every revision But you listen to the tone and the violent rhythm Though the words sound steady Something empty's within 'em (Holding on to what i haven't got!) We say yeah! With fists flying up in the air Like we’re holding onto something That’s invisible there, Cuz we’re living at the mercy of the pain and the fear Until we dead it, forget it, Let it all disappear. (Holding on to what i haven't got!)
ITunes Festival: London 2011 - EP (2011)
2. Waiting for the End (Live)
