Frgt 10

Linkin Park · 7 音轨 · 84 小节 · 热度 1,085

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Linkin Park《Frgt 10》吉他谱:共 7 条音轨(Main Sample、Strings、Bass、Mike Shinoda - Piano、C. Bennington + M. Shinoda - Sampled Vo、Percussion、Additional Percussion & Effects),84 小节,时长约 3 分 32 秒,GP5 格式,支持在线播放与打印。

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小简介 “Linkin Park”新世代的音乐顽童，无门无派，嬉笑怒骂游走于各门各派之间，博采众家之长，尽情炫出E时代音乐风情，不经意间，首张大碟《Hybird Theory混合理论》狂卖1500万张，销量惊人。终成大器的Linkin'Park在世界范围内狂掀阵阵Linkin热浪，引发一场场"时尚风暴"。也因为乐队成员的亚裔血统而使亚洲不甘人后的新一代青年发现自身力量，冲锋陷阵于世界时尚的最前沿。Linkin'Park带给我们的不仅仅是混合的音乐、前卫的时尚，在他的身后是新世代年轻人自由、博大、包容的精神世界。 Brad (结他手) 和 Mike (Rapper-美日混血儿)一起就读同一间 HighSchool 所以认识,而且在大约1996年组成一队Band叫做"Xero".这队 Band 的阵容同现在的相差很大.但亦系 Linkin Park 的基础.开始时他们二人只用Mi…

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From the top to the bottom

Bottom to top I stop

At the core I've forgotten

In the middle of my thoughts

Taken far from my safety

The picture's there

The memory won't escape me

We're stuck in a place so dark, you could hardly see

A manner of matter that splits with the words I breathe

And as the rain drips acidic questions around me

I block out the sight of the powers that be

Duck away into the darkness, times up

I wind up in a rusted world with eyes shut

So tight that it blurs into the world of pretend

And the eyes ease open and it's dark again

From the top to the bottom

Bottom to top I stop

At the core I've forgotten

In the middle of my thoughts

Taken far from my safety

The picture's there

The memory won't escape me

But why should I care

In the memory you'll find me

Eyes burning up

The darkness holding me tightly

Until the sun rises up

Listen to the sound, dizzy from the ups and downs

And nauseated by the polluted rock that's all around

Watchin the wheels of cars that pass

I look past to the last of the light and the long shadows it casts

A window grows and captures the eye

And cries out yellow light as it passes me by

And a young, shadowy figure sits in front of a box

Inside a building of rocks with antennas on top

Now, nothing can stop in this land of the pain

The same lose, not knowing they were part of the game

And while the insides change, the box stays the same

And the figure inside could bear anybody's name

The memories I keep are from a time like then

I put on my paper so I could come back to them

Someday i'm hopin to close my eyes and pretend

That this crumpled up paper can be perfect again

From the top to the bottom

Bottom to top I stop

At the core I've forgotten

In the middle of my thoughts

Taken far from my safety

The picture's there

The memory won't escape me

I'm here at the podium talking, the ceremonial offerings

Dedicated to urban dysfunctional offspring

What's happening

City governments are eternally napping

Trapped in greedy covenants, causin urban collapsing

Bullets that scar souls, with dark holds, get more than your car stole

Some hearts be blacker than charcoal

For real, this society's deprivation depends not on our differences,

but the separation within

No preparation is made, limited aid, minimum wage

Livin in a tenement cage where rent isn't paid

Tragedy within a parade

The darkness overspread like permanent plauge

I'm the forgotten

In the memory you'll find me

Eyes burning up

The darkness holding me tightly

Until the sun rises up

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