Linkin Park - Refugee
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In fear I’m drowning
As my heart keeps pounding
Striking on the step
To hold on to what s left
Hold on to the strings of reality
Bouncing on my heel of prosperity
Me by myself with a gleam in my eye
Question it all wash by watching you die
So hard to see it all fall through
But it s too late nothing left to do
Refugee, I m an enemy of your belief
Don t hate me, because I disagree
Release me from a world unkind
A world where the blind is leading the blind
It s so unfair that I can t feel free
That I have to be what you want me to be
Shadows of the past keep stabbing my back
Reminding me of when I slipped out of track
They’re wasting their time another morning dawning
A time when the restless keeps on doing it
Refugee, I m an enemy of your belief
Don t hate me, because I disagree
Refugee, I m an enemy of your belief
Don t hate me, because I disagree
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Refugee, I m an enemy of your belief
Don t hate me, because I disagree
Refugee, I m an enemy of your belief
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The stores are all closed
Got the street to myself
Here is so peaceful
But all is not well
It s almost like
I wish it would rain
Something to blame
Something in our love has changed
We re still together...
Breakin rocks in the hot sun
I fought the law and the law won (twice)
I needed money cause I had none
I fought the law and the law won (twice)
I left my baby and it feels so bad
Guess my race is run
She s...
It s always a struggle
To let somebody go
It s a natural desire
To own your lover, I know
And you can screw a man down
Until he takes to drinking
He ll give you all of his money
You still...
Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
Theres always some reason
To feel not good enough
And its hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
oh beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
Let...
In the back room of the bar, crusty fingernails I saw him
Everything was hidden by all the greasy hair he was in
Never looking up, he seemed so sad I tried to offer him
My shot of whiskey but he said I only drink gin