歌曲:Frgt/10歌手:Linkin Park 发行时间:2002-07-29歌词Linkin Park - Frgt/10(feat. Alchemist, Chali 2na)From the top to the bottomBottom to top I stopAt the core Ive forgottenIn the middle of my thoughtsTaken far from my safetyThe pictures thereThe memory wont escape meWere stuck in a place so dark, you could hardly seeA manner of matter that splits with the words I breatheAnd as the rain drips acidic questions around meI block out the sight of the powers that beDuck away into the darkness, times upI wind up in a rusted world with eyes shutSo tight that it blurs into the world of pretendAnd the eyes ease open and its dark againFrom the top to the bottomBottom to top I stopAt the core Ive forgottenIn the middle of my thoughtsTaken far from my safetyThe pictures thereThe memory wont escape meBut why should I careIn the memory youll find meEyes burning upThe darkness holding me tightlyUntil the sun rises upListen to the sound, dizzy from the ups and downsAnd nauseated by the polluted rock thats all aroundWatchin the wheels of cars that passI look past to the last of the light and the long shadows it castsA window grows and captures the eyeAnd cries out yellow light as it passes me byAnd a young, shadowy figure sits in front of a boxInside a building of rocks with antennas on topNow, nothing can stop in this land of the painThe same lose, not knowing they were part of the gameAnd while the insides change, the box stays the sameAnd the figure inside could bear anybodys nameThe memories I keep are from a time like thenI put on my paper so I could come back to themSomeday im hopin to close my eyes and pretendThat this crumpled up paper can be perfect againFrom the top to the bottomBottom to top I stopAt the core Ive forgottenIn the middle of my thoughtsTaken far from my safetyThe pictures thereThe memory wont escape meIm here at the podium talking, the ceremonial offeringsDedicated to urban dysfunctional offspringWhats happeningCity governments are eternally nappingTrapped in greedy covenants, causin urban collapsingBullets that scar souls, with dark holds, get more than your car stoleSome hearts be blacker than charcoalFor real, this societys deprivation depends not on our differences,but the separation withinNo preparation is made, limited aid, minimum wageLivin in a tenement cage where rent isnt paidTragedy within a paradeThe darkness overspread like permanent plaugeIm the forgottenIn the memory youll find meEyes burning upThe darkness holding me tightlyUntil the sun rises up