Waiting for the End - Live from Berlin, 2010

Put 'em up now
Yeah
Yo

This is not the end, this is not the beginning
Just a voice like a riot rocking every revision
Won't you listen to the tone and the violent rhythm
And 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
'Cause we're living at the mercy of the pain and the fear
Until we dead it, forget it, let it all disappear, yeah

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

(Oh) I know what it takes to move on
(Oh) I know how it feels to lie
(Oh) 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

(Oh) I know what it takes to move on
(Oh) I know how it feels to lie
(Oh) all I wanna do is trade this life for something new
Holding on to what I haven't got (yo, yo)

What was left when that fire was gone
I thought it felt right but that right was wrong
All caught up in the eye of the storm
And tryna 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
The hardest part of ending is starting again

Oh, all I wanna do is trade this life for something new
Holding on to 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 (I'm holding onto what I haven't-)
And though the words sound steady, something empty's within 'em (got)
We say, "Yeah"
With fists flying up in the air
Like we're holding onto something that's invisible there
'Cause we're living at the mercy of the pain and fear (holding onto what I haven't-)
Until we dead it, forget it, let it all disappear (got)



Credits
Writer(s): Mike Shinoda, Chester Charles Bennington, Joseph Hahn, Brad Delson, Dave Farrell, Robert G. Bourdon
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