UNTIL IT BREAKS
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[Intro]
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It goes a one...
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Two... Three...
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[V1]
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With the hunger of a lion/The strength of a son
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I don't need to sweat it when the competition come
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Original style/Like a nailed away drum
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So I don't run the track/No, I make the track run
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My momma taught me words/My daddy built rockets
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I hold 'em both together now/Tell me what I got it's
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A pretty small weapon/I can shoot it I can drop it
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But/learn to respect it 'cause you clearly can't stop it
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Like that...
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[V2]
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It ain't over
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'Cause the sharks on the left side/The snakes on the right
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And anything you do/They wanna get a little bite
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It really doesn't matter if you're wrong or if you're right
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'Cause once they get their teeth in nothing really fights
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And razzle me I do it like I got nothin' to lose
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And you can run your mouth like you could try to fill my shoes
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But steady little soldier/I ain't standin' next to you
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I can lay it on the ground before you're even in my view
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Like that...
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[V3]
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Give me the strength of the rising sun
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Give me the truth of the words unsung
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And when the last bells ring/The poor men sing
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Bring me to kingdom come
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[V4]
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This is something for your people on the block to
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Blackout and rock to/Give you what you need
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Like "Papa who shot you?"/Seperate the weak from the obsolete
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Too meek/I creep hard on impostors
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And switch styles on the dime/Quick-witted y'all
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Quit trippin' I don't have time for your crying
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I grind tough/Sucka, make your mind up
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Are you in the firing squad or are you in the line-up?
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Bang, bang/Little monkey-man playing
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With the big guns only get you slayed
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I ain't playin'/I'm just sayin
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You ain't got a sliver of a chance
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I get ill and ride the rythm while you quiver in your parents
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So shake, shake-down/Money, here's the break down
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You can play the bank/I'ma play the bank take down
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And no mistakes now I'm comin' to getcha
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I'm just a Banksy/You're a Brainwash/get the picture?
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It's like that...
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[V5]
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We swim against the rising waves
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That crash against the shore
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Nobody bends until it breaks
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The early morning sings no more
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So rest your head
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It's time to sleep
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And dream of what's in store
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Nobody bends until it breaks
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And sings again no more
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'Cause time has torn the flesh away
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The early morning sings no more
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Until It Breaks
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| Linkin Park |
