Linkin Park Quotes

Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed

It's easier to run Replacing this pain with something numb It's so much easier to go Than face all this pain here all alone.

Memories consume Like opening the wound I'm picking me apart again You all assume I'm safe here in my room Unless I try to start again.

Even those who never frown eventually break down.

Do you feel cold and lost in desperation? You build up hope, but failure’s all you’ve known Remember all the sadness and frustration And let it go. Let it go

Against my will I stand beside my own reflection

Waiting for the end to come, Wishing I had strength to stand, This is not what I had planned, It's out of my control

But I know just what it feels like to have a voice in the back of my head, like a face that I hold inside, face that awakes when I close my eyes, face that watches everytime I lie, face that laughs everytime I fall. (It watches EVERYTHING) ... But the face inside is hearing me, right beneath my skin.

I want to find something I've wanted all along Somewhere I belong

I've lied / to you The same way that I always do This is / the last smile That I'll fake for the sake of being with you

It's harder starting over, than never to have changed

You were standing in the wake of devastation And you were waiting on the edge of the unknown And with the cataclysm raining down Insides crying "Save me now" You were there, impossibly alone

Don't want to reach for me, do you? I mean nothing to you, the little things give you away

And when you're feeling empty, keep me memory, and leave out all the rest, leave out all the rest

But trying to be genuine was harder than it seemed

Dani: Crank it up. Lets get this party started. *I hand Dancer my iPod.* Lor: What is this crap. Where the hell is Hendrix on this thing? Jo: Did you get any Muse? Dani: Muse is something you do Jo: Distrubed is something you are Dancer: And Godsmacked is something you get Lor: Don't you have any Motley Crue or Van Halen? Christian: How about some Flogging Molly? Ryodan: Whats the deal with all the Linkin Park, for fuck's sake. Dancer: Mega has a crush on Chester Jo: You got any Adele? Dani: Got some Nicki Minaj. Ryodan: Somebody kill me now.

God bless us everyone We're a broken people living under loaded gun And it can't be outfoght It can't be outdone It can't out matched It can't be outrun No

Your anger is like the bubbles in a can of soda. The more you’re shaken, the more you want to let it out. The longer you keep it in though, the greater the size of the eventual explosion - and the flatter the drink at the end.

(It starts with) One thing, I don’t know why It doesn’t even matter how hard you try Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme To explain in due time All I know time is a valuable thing Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings Watch it count down to the end of the day The clock ticks life away It’s so unreal Didn’t look out below Watch the time go right out the window Trying to hold on but didn’t even know Wasted it all just to Watch you go I kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I tried so hard And got so far But in the end It doesn't even matter I had to fall To lose it all But in the end It doesn't even matter

Like it doesn't cater to the rich and abandon the poor

Even the people who never frown eventually break down

I've become so numb, I can't feel you there. Become so tired, so much more aware. In becoming this, all I want to do, is be more like me. And be less like you.

SPEAK SLOWLY AND PRECISELY! I CAN'T UNDERSTAND YOU!

There's somthing inside me that pulls beneath the surface. Consuming. Confusing. This lack of self-control I fear is never ending. Controlling. I can't seem To find myself again, My walls are closing in (Without a sense of confidence, I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take) I felt this way before... So insecure..

I tried so hard and got so far. But in the end, it doesnt even matter

Sometimes solutions aren't so simple; sometimes goodbye's the only way.

Alright...here's the deal. What's happening in this piece is very simple, over here on this side...you see that there is a very scared little kinda guy over there...wanna know why he's scared? Because this guy over here is trying to eat him.

The very worst part of you is me.

When i look into your eyes There's nothing there to see Nothing but my own mistakes Staring back at me Asking whyyyy?!?!

I got a heart full of pain, head full of stress, handfull of anger, held in my chest.

I watch how the moon sits in the sky in the dark night, shining with the light from the sun, and the sun doesn't give light to the moon assuming, the moon’s gonna owe it one

This balloon pit idea was fucking awesome.

What goes up will surely fall and I’m counting down the time

This lack of self-control I fear is never ending

In the end, it doesn't even matter.

This isn’t what I wanted to be, I never thought that what I said would have you running from me

I don't know what stressed me first Or how the pressure was fed But I know just what it feels like To have a voice in the back of my head

There was another time when Mike was really foul mood and we had to make a pit stop so he could use a porta potty. Mike went to use the porta potty and we were waiting inside the RV. It was joe’s idea, but we all got out and started to rock the thing back and forth. We didn’t mean to, but we ended up tipping the porta potty over while Mike was in it! Then we attacked him with air freshener

Clutching my cure I tightly lock the door I try to catch my breath again I hurt much more Than anytime before I had no options left again

Never forget the blood sweat and tears The uphill struggle over years the fear and, trash talking and the people it was to, and the people that started it just like you

I got a heart full of pain, head full of stress handfull of anger, held in my chest Uphill struggle Blood sweat and tears Nothing to gain Everything to fear

I know I’ll never trust a single thing you say You knew your lies would divide us but you lied anyway And all the lies have got you floating up above us all But what goes up has got to fall

I'm losing what i don't deserve..

Forfeit the game Before somebody else Takes you out of the frame And puts your name to shame Cover up your face You can't run the race The pace is too fast You just won't last

Tried to give you warning but everyone ignores me) Told you everything loud and clear But nobody’s listening Called to you so clearly but you don’t want to hear me Told you everything loud and clear But nobody’s listening

Amy turned to Nellie. "Can you create a diversion to draw the clerk outside?" The au pair was wary. "What kind of diversion?" "You could pretend to be lost," Dan proposed. "The guy comes out to give you directions, and we slip inside." "That's the most sexist idea I've ever heard," Nellie said harshly. "I'm female, so I have to be clueless. He's male, so he's got a great sense of direction." "Maybe you're from out of town," Dan suggested. "Wait–you are from out of town." Nellie stashed their bags under a bench and set Saladin on the seat with a stern "You're the watchcat. Anybody touches those bags, unleash your inner tiger." The Egyptian Mau surveyed the street uncertainly. "Mrrp." Nellie sighed. "Lucky for us there's no one around. Okay, I'm going in there. Be ready." The clerk said something to her–probably May I help you? She smiled apologetically. "I don't speak Italian." "Ah–you are American." His accent was heavy, but he seemed eager to please. "I will assist you." He took in her black nail polish and nose ring. "Punk, perhaps, is your enjoyment?" "More like a punk/reggae fusion," Nellie replied thoughtfully. "With a country feel. And operatic vocals." The clerk stared in perplexity. Nellie began to tour the aisles, pulling out CDs left and right. "Ah–Artic Monkeys–that's what I'm talking about. And some Bad Brains–from the eighties. Foo Fighters–I'll need a couple from those guys. And don't forget Linkin Park..." He watched in awe as she stacked up an enormous armload of music. "There," she finished, slapping Frank Zappa's Greatest Hits on top of the pile. "That should do for a start." "You are a music lover," said the wide-eyed cashier. "No, I'm a kleptomaniac." And she dashed out the door.

One minute you're on top The next you're not watch it drop Making your heart stop Just before you hit the floor

Like memories in cold decay, Transmissions echoing away, Far from the world of you and I Where oceans bleed into the sky..

The truth is that trust is a gift, it's something we all can lose So hold on, it's not where it goes, it's where it can lead you to.

When life leaves us blind, love keeps us kind.

if my armor breaks, i'll fuse it back together -one more light, battle symphony

Interviewer: What helps to sustain you while you're climbing? Is there a particular Bible verse, or, song or song verse? Poem maybe? Mekael: That's a good question. Thoughts of my three sons, are my constant companions. Thoughts of them, help to keep me focused. As for other sources of inspiration....I'm a music lover. I think all Mountaineers and Poets are music lovers, so, when I'm climbing, I'm either in a Tupac zone, or I may be in a Linkin Park or Creed zone. Interviewer: Any song or verse in particular? Mekael: When during a climb, everything has aligned, Creed's 'Higher' pops into my head. I dig the part in the chorus when they sing..... 'Up high I feel like I'm, alive for the, very first time Set up high, I'm strong enough To take these dreams And make them mine

tryouts. I plugged my headphones into my phone and turned on What I’ve Done by Linkin Park. I sat for hours playing and singing.

> My girlfriend left me because I loved Linkin Park too much, but I guess.  > In the end it didn't even matter.

In The End It starts with one One thing I don't know why It doesn't even matter how hard you try Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme To explain in due time All I know All I know time is a valuable thing Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings Watch it count down to the end of the day The clock ticks life away It's so unreal It's so unreal, didn't look out below Watch the time go right out the window Trying to hold on, did-didn't even know I wasted it all just to watch you go Watch you go I kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I tried so hard I tried so hard And got so far But in the end It doesn't even matter I had to fall To lose it all But in the end It doesn't even matter One thing, I don't know why It doesn't even matter how hard you try Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme To remind myself how I tried so hard I tried so hard In spite of the way you were mocking me Acting like I was part of your property Remembering all the times you fought with me I'm surprised it got so far Things aren't the way they were before You wouldn't even recognize me anymore Not that you knew me back then But it all comes back to me in the end In the end You kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I tried so hard I tried so hard And got so far But in the end It doesn't even matter I had to fall To lose it all But in the end It doesn't even matter I've put my trust in you Pushed as far as I can go For all this There's only one thing you should know I've put my trust in you Pushed as far as I can go For all this There's only one thing you should know I tried so hard And got so far But in the end It doesn't even matter I had to fall To lose it all But in the end It doesn't even matter

Heavy”- Linkin Park

They were opening for System of a Down, who had just signed with Rick Rubin, and SX-10, which included Sen Dog from Cypress Hill. Los Angeles had a new scene developing right under our noses with System, Incubus, Static-X, Snot, Hoobastank, and others.

trying to help you,” he slurred. “The band is very excited to be there, and they’re smart guys. No one is intentionally disrespecting anyone or their experience, so I’m sorry if it came off that way, but I’m not going to apologize for the band having an authentic vision.

glanced at his words and was struck by their power. “Guys, you’re bringing in the new millennium as arbiters of the new zeitgeist and can have a real impact on this generation.

quickly,” he replied with his signature laugh. “I’m excited. You make sure the radio guys get their hits, and I’ll spend my time finding tours and giving the band ideas to build their street cred and fan base.

All great artists are identifiable the minute you hear them on the radio.

I just have faith in myself to know when to have faith in others.

determined than ever to make their sound known. In my life, I’ve seen rejection have two effects on people. It will break their spirit, or it will make them try harder.

Most revolutionary literature is insufferably boring, so I just listened to a Linkin Park song about the subject.

He lay on his bunk, his eyes closed, listening to his favorite ancient music—the classical, but angry tones of Linkin’ Park pumping in his ears.

I don’t know. It can’t be outfought, it can’t be outdone, it can’t be outrun. It’s just the way it is. There is no Justice, except the one that is paid for. In blood, or money. I don’t have money.

Here these are some of the songs we are thinking of doing," she said. I looked over the list and saw songs from Linkin Park, Breaking Benjamin, Evanescence, Otep, Skillet, Redlight King, Three Days Grace, and Vocaloid.