Linkin Park - Waiting for the end

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^E5Yeah, yo This is not the end, this is not the beginning Just a voice like a riot, rocking every revision But you listen to the tone, and the violent rhythm And though the words sound steady, something empty's within 'em

^E5We say yeah, with fists flying up in the air Like we're holding onto something that's invisible there 'Cause we're living at the mercy of the pain and the fear Until we dead it forget it, let it all disappear

^EWaiting for the end to come Wishing I had ^Asus2strenght to stand This is not what ^C#mI had planned It's out of my ^Asus2contro^Bsus2l ^EFlying at the speed of light Thoughts were spinning ^Asus2in my head So many things were ^C#mleft unsaid It's hard to let you ^Asus2go ^Bsus2

^C#m I know what it takes to ^Asus2move on ^C#m I know how it feels to ^Asus2lie ^E All I wanna do is ^Bsus2trade this life for something new ^C#m Holding on to what I haven't^Asus2 got ^E

^ESitting in an empty room Trying to for^Asus2get the past This was never ^C#mmeant to last I wish it wasn't ^Asus2so ^Bsus2

^C#m I know what it takes to ^Asus2move on ^C#m I know how it feels to ^Asus2lie ^E All I wanna do is ^Bsus2trade this life for something new ^C#m Holding on to what I haven't^Asus2 got ^E

^E5What was left when that fire was gone I thought it felt right but that right was wrong All caught up in the eye of the storm And trying to figure out what it's like moving on

^E5And I don't even know what kind of things I said My mouth kept moving and my mind went dead So picking up those pieces now where to begin The hardest part of ending is starting again

^E5 All I wanna do is t^E5rade this life for something new ^C#m Holding on to what I haven^Bsus2't got ^E5

^E5This is not the end, this is not the beginning ^E5Just a voice like a riot, rocking every revision But you ^C#mlisten to the tone, and the violent rhythm (I'm holding on to what I haven't) And though the ^Bsus2words sound steady, something empty's within 'em (got) We say ^E5yeah, with fists flying up in the air Like we^E5're holding onto something that's invisible there 'Cause we're ^C#mliving at the mercy of the pain and the fear (Holding on to what I haven't) Until we ^Bsus2dead it forget it, let it all disappear ^E5 (got)