Linkin Park - Until it breaks

It goes a ^Aone, two, three I was born with the ^Bbhunger of a lion, the str^Aength of a sun I d^Gon't need to sweat it when the c^Aompetition come O^Bbriginal style, like an e^Aight of eight drum So I d^Gon't run the track, no, I m^Aake the track run My ^Bbmomma taught me words, my d^Aaddy built rockets I h^Gold 'em both together now, t^Aell me what I got It's a p^Bbretty small weapon, I can sho^Aot it, I can drop it But le^Garn to respect it 'cause you cle^Aarly can't stop it Like th^Aat... It ain't over 'cause the sh^Aarks on the left side, the snakes on the right And ^Aanything you do, they wanna get a little bite It re^Aally doesn't matter if you're wrong or if you're right Cause ^Aonce they get their teeth in, nothing really fights And ^Bbrazzle me, I do it like I g^Aot nothing to lose And yo^Gu can run your mouth like you could tr^Ay to fill my shoes But st^Bbeady little soldier, I ain't st^Aanding next to you I can la^Gy it on the ground before you're ^Aeven in my view Like th^Aat...

^AmGive me the strength of the r^Gising s^Amun ^AmGive me the tr^Cuth of the w^Dords un^Amsung And when the l^Cast bells r^Ding, the poor men s^Cing Bring me to kingdom c^Dome

This is something for your pe^Aople on the block to blackout and rock to G^Aive you what you need like Papa, who shot ya S^Aeparate the weak from the obsolete, you're meek, I creep hard on impostors ^G And switch styles on the dime, quick-witted y'all Qu^Git tripping, I don't have time for your crying ^G I grind tough sucka make your mind up, are you in the firing squad or are you in the line-up? ^Bb Bang, bang, little m^Aonkey man playing With the b^Gig guns only get you sla^Ain I ain't playing, I'm just s^Bbaying you ain't got a sl^Aiver of a chance I get ^Gill or I deliver while you qu^Aiver in your pants ^Bb So shake, shake down, m^Aoney, here's the break down Yo^Gu can play the bank, I'mma pla^Ay the bank take down ^Bb And no mistakes now I'm c^Aoming to get you I'm just a B^Ganksy, you're a Brainwash,^A get the picture? It's like th^Aat

We sw^Aim against the rising waves and cr^Dash against the sh^Aore The b^Aody bends until it breaks The ^Dearly morning s^Aings n^Do m^Aore So r^Aest your head. it's time to sleep And dre^Dam of what's in st^Aore The b^Aody bends until it breaks And s^Dings again no m^Aore Cause t^Eime has torn the fl^Aesh away The e^Darly morning sings n^Eo m^Aore