Hands Held High Linkin Park

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F F/g cis G F F F


Turn my Fmic up louder, I got to say somethin'
Lightweights steppin' a[F/Gm]side when we come in
cisFeel it in your chest, the syllables get pumping
People on the street then pcis/Fanic and start running
GWords on loose leaf sheet, complete coming
I jump in my mind, I summon G/Fthe rhyme I'm dumping
FHealing the blind, I promise to let the sun in
FSick of the dark ways we march to the drumming
FJump when they tell us that they wanna see jumping
Fuck that, I wanna sF/Fee some fists pumping
cisList something, take back what's yours
Say something that you know they might acis/Fttack you for
'Cause I'm sGick of being treated like I had before
Like it's stupid standing for what I'm sG/Ftanding for
Like this Fwar's really just a different brand of war
Like it dFoesn't cater to rich and abandon poor
Like they cisunderstand you, in the back of their jet
When you Gcan't put gas in your tank, these fuckers
Are lFaughing their way to the bank, and cashing their check
Asking Fyou to have the passion and have some respect
For a lciseader so nervous in an obvious way
StutteGring and mumbling for nightly news to replay
And the rFest of the world watching at the end of the day
In the Fliving room, laughing like, "What did he say?"

Acismen
AGmen
AFmen
AFmen
AFmen

In my lFiving room watching but I Am not laughing
'Cause when it gets tense, I F/Fknow what might happen
The cisworld is cold, the bold men take action
Have to react to get cis/Fblown into fractions
G 10 years old, it's something to see
Another kid my age drugged G/Funder a Jeep
TakenF and bound and found later under a tree
I wonder Fif he had thought 'the next one could be me'
Do you Fsee the soldiers that are out today?
They brush the dust from bulletproof F/Fvests away
It's ircisonic, at times like this you'd pray
But a bomb blew the mosque up cis/Fyesterday
There's bGombs on the buses, bikes, roads
Inside your market, your G/Fshops, and your clothes
My Fdad, he's got a lot of fear, I know
But enFough pride inside not to let that show
My cisbrother had a book he would hold with pride
A Glittle red cover with a broken spine
on the bFack, he hand-wrote a quote inside,
"When the Frich wage war, it's the poor who die"
Meanciswhile, the leader just talks away
StutteGring and mumbling for nightly news to replay
The Frest of the world watching at the end of the day
Both Fscared and angry, like "What did he say?"


Acismen
AGmen
AFmen
AFmen
AFmen

With cishands held high into a Gsky so blue
As the Focean opens up to Fswallow you (x6)

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