Linkin Park - Bleed It Out (На последнем издыхании)

Текст песни: Yeah, here we go for the hundredth time Hand grenade pins in every line Throw 'em up and let something shine Going out of my fucking mind Filthy mouth / no excuse Find a new place to hang this noose String me up from atop these roofs Knot it tight so I won't get loose Truth is you can stop and stare Bled myself out and no one cares Dug the trench out / laid down there With a shovel up out of reach somewhere Yeah / someone pour it in Make it a dirt dance floor again Say your prayers and stomp it out When they bring that chorus in I bleed it out Diggin' deeper just to throw it away I bleed it out Diggin' deeper just to throw it away I bleed it out Diggin' deeper just to throw it away Just to throw it away Just to throw it away I bleed it out / go / stop the show Choppy words and a sloppy flow Shotgun opera / lock and load Cock it back and then watch it go Mama help me / i've been cursed Death is rolling in every verse Candy paint on his brand new hearse Can't contain him / he knows he works Fuck this hurts / I won't lie / doesn't matter how hard I try Half the words don't mean a thing and I know that I won't be satisfied So why try ignoring him Make it a dirt dance floor again Say your prayers and stomp it out When they bring that chorus in I bleed it out Diggin' deeper just to throw it away I bleed it out Diggin' deeper just to throw it away I bleed it out Diggin' deeper just to throw it away Just to throw it away Just to throw it away I bleed it out I've opened up these scars I'll make you face this I pull myself apart I'll make you face this now I bleed it out Diggin' deeper just to throw it away I bleed it out Diggin' deeper just to throw it away I bleed it out Diggin' deeper just to throw it away Just to throw it away Just to throw it away I bleed it out I bleed it out I bleed it out

PT2M48S True 2011-09-29 120 90
Linkin Park – The American team Linkin Park serves as the best refutation of the thesis that the time of big stars in show business is gone. Fifty million discs sold all over the world (and this with a discography of only three albums) speaks for themselves. They are often criticized for the fact that their music is, they say, a cynically calculated pop product, but it is impossible not to admit that they are the ones who feel the very "Zeitgeist", that is, the spirit of the times, best of all. Their style can be described as a combination of metal, synth-pop (the guys have repeatedly confessed their love for Depeche Mode), hip-hop and pop music, which is usually played by boy bands. Heavy guitar riffs, electronic drums, scratches, verse recitative and monumental choruses - this is the hit formula that Mike Shinoda, Chester Bennington and company offer us. – Линкин Парк
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Релиз: Август 2007
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Альбом: Bleed It Out

Автор Слов: LINKIN PARK
Engineer: Andrew Scheps, Dana Nielsen, Ethan Mates, Background vocals: BRAD DELSON, Mr. Hahn, Phoenix, ROB BOURDON, Band member: BRAD DELSON, CHESTER BENNINGTON, JOSEPH HAHN, MIKE SHINODA, Phoenix, ROB BOURDON, Vocals: CHESTER BENNINGTON, MIKE SHINODA, Pro tools: Erich Talaba, Assistant mixing engineer: George Gumbs, Nicolas Fournier, Composer: LINKIN PARK, Writer: LINKIN PARK, Producer: MIKE SHINODA, RICK RUBIN, Mixer: Neal Avron, Assistant engineer: Phillip Broussard, Jr., Masterer: dave collins
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Текст песни

Yeah, here we go for the hundredth time
Hand grenade pins in every line
Throw 'em up and let something shine
Going out of my fucking mind
Filthy mouth / no excuse
Find a new place to hang this noose
String me up from atop these roofs
Knot it tight so I won't get loose
Truth is you can stop and stare
Bled myself out and no one cares
Dug the trench out / laid down there
With a shovel up out of reach somewhere
Yeah / someone pour it in
Make it a dirt dance floor again
Say your prayers and stomp it out
When they bring that chorus in

I bleed it out
Diggin' deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out
Diggin' deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out
Diggin' deeper just to throw it away
Just to throw it away
Just to throw it away

I bleed it out / go / stop the show
Choppy words and a sloppy flow
Shotgun opera / lock and load
Cock it back and then watch it go
Mama help me / i've been cursed
Death is rolling in every verse
Candy paint on his brand new hearse
Can't contain him / he knows he works
Fuck this hurts / I won't lie / doesn't matter how hard I try
Half the words don't mean a thing and I know that I won't be satisfied
So why try ignoring him
Make it a dirt dance floor again
Say your prayers and stomp it out
When they bring that chorus in

I bleed it out
Diggin' deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out
Diggin' deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out
Diggin' deeper just to throw it away
Just to throw it away
Just to throw it away

I bleed it out

I've opened up these scars
I'll make you face this
I pull myself apart
I'll make you face this now

I bleed it out
Diggin' deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out
Diggin' deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out
Diggin' deeper just to throw it away
Just to throw it away
Just to throw it away

I bleed it out
I bleed it out
I bleed it out

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