Esaul [LPU Rarities] - Linkin Park

Riding with a head full of buckets of red

And when they said still stuck in the head

A thoroughbred thoroughly bled

And led to the land of the mental combats

Following a front attack so you can never run from that

Dark planetary signs rising over the horizon

Smaller than a fly stand, I'm a lyrical lamp

The power that I got on my cynical hand

With a pen, once again

Swimming in the center of the hit or the miss

A list of the thoughts getting lost in the mist

Realizing one not the size of the fist

And the killing of the killer with a flick of the wrist

I wanna live in another place

Where no one can say that I lived for them

(Still see it's not meant to be for me)

I wanna be in the energy, not with the enemy

A place for my head

The second it's gone

The weapon of time is stronger than a nuclear bomb

Eternity-you have not- Something that math can't write, you can't fight nor flee

Still be around if it wasn't for me

Way back first whatever my friends

That you see the attraction of the payback

Don't mean to say that, playback the thing now

Getting lost in the chaos tossing it down

Singing again to myself, electric neck twitch

Hungry for a head full of hectic

Set this to the tempo to be on time

An addict to the panic of my confine

Singing again to myself, electric neck twitch

Hungry for a head full of hectic

Set this to the tempo to be on time

An addict to the panic in my confine

I wanna live in another place

Where no one can say that I lived for them

(Still see it's not meant to be for me)

I wanna be in the energy, not with the enemy

A place for my head

Soon, the Aztec moon will heat my room, heal my wounds

Soon, the Aztec moon will heat my room, heal my wounds

Soon, the Aztec moon will heat my room, heal my wounds

Soon, the Aztec moon will heat my room, heal my wounds

Soon, the Aztec moon will heat my room, heal my wounds

Soon, the Aztec moon will heat my room, heal my wounds

Soon, the Aztec moon will heat my room, heal my wounds

Soon, the Aztec moon will heat my room, heal my wounds

I wanna live in another place

Where no one can say that I lived for them

(Still see it's not meant to be for me)

I wanna be in the energy, not with the enemy

A place for my head

Burn!

Burn!

Burn!

Singing again to myself, electric neck twitch

Hungry for a head full of hectic

Accept this, doing double-duty on time

Adding to the panic in my confine

Singing again to myself, electric neck twitch

Hungry for a head full of hectic

Accept this, doing double-duty on time

An addict to the panic of my confine