And One chords by Linkin Park
Guitar chords with lyrics
Verse 1: D A D A Where should I start? Disjointed heart D A D A C I've got no commitment to my own flesh and blood D A D Am Left all alone, far from my home D A D A No one to hear me, to heal my ill heart Chorus:
C D A F
I keep it locked up, inside
Verse 2:
C D A D Am
I cannot express to the point I've regressed
D A D A
If anger's a gift, then I guess I've been blessed
Chorus:
C D A F
I keep it locked up, inside
D A F
Keep my distance from your lies
Interlude:
D A F
It's too late to love me, now
C
You have never shown me
D A F
It's too late to love me, now
C Bb
You don't even know me
Bridge 1:
D
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
D
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
D
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
D
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
D
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (Break!)
D
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (Me!)
D
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (Down!)
D
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
Chorus:
D A F
Keep it locked up, inside
D A F
Keep my distance from your lies
Bridge 2:
D
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (Break!)
D
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (Me!)
D
Breaking a part of my heart to find release (Down!)
D
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
D
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
D
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
D
Breaking a part of my heart to find release
D
Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace
D A
Keep my distance
D A
Keep my distance
D A
Keep my distance
D A
Keep my distance
Outro:
D
Spit drips from the jaw of the witless witness
D
Cryptic colloquialisms shift your mid rift
D
Dog paddle through a bog of shadows and smog
D
With my thought catalog, analogue rap battle log
D
Keep my distance and fear resistance
D
Hurt by persistence, the twisted web of tangled lies
D
Strangles my hope to waste and numbs the taste
D
And I'm forced to face these hate crimes
D
Against the state of being
D
Feeling the weightlessness press me to the ceiling
D
Reeling around rooms, riding a bubble of sound
D
Tuned to the frequency making your chest shake
D
With every boom
D
Involuntary muscle contraction
D
Ignoring your neck's breaking, musical gas fume euphoria
D
The sound pounds to make the dead flush
D
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