Forgotten

• Linkin Park
• Hybrid Theory

From the top to the bottom (Bottom to top I stop)

At the core I’ve forgotten (In the middle of my thoughts)

Taken far from my safety (The picture’s there)

The memory won’t escape me (But why should I care?)

There’s a place so dark, you can’t see the end

Skies cock back and shock that which can’t defend

The rain then sends dripping, acidic questions

Forcefully, the power of suggestion

Then with the eyes shut

Looking through the rust and rot n’ dust

A small spot of light floods the floor

And pours over the rusted world of pretend

And the eyes ease open and it’s dark again

In the memory you’ll 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 behind street lamps

Chain link and concrete

A little piece of paper with a picture drawn

Floats on down the street ’til the wind is gone

And the memory now is like the picture was then

When the paper’s crumpled up, it can’t be perfect again

Now you’ve got me caught in the act

You bring the thought back

I’m telling you that I see it right through you

Now you’ve got me caught in the act

You bring the thought back (You bring the thought back)

I’m telling you that I see it right through you (See it right through you)

Now you’ve got me caught in the act

You bring the thought back (You bring the thought back)

I’m telling you that I see it right through you

Now you’ve got me caught in the act (Oooh)

You bring the thought back

I’m telling you that I see it right through you

In the memory you will find me

Eyes burning up

The darkness holding me tightly

Until the sun rises up