Lyrics Hands Held High (Live) - LINKIN PARK

Turn my mic up louder, I got to say somethin′
Lightweight step it aside when we comin'
Feel it in your chest, the syllables get pumpin
People on the street, they panic and start runnin

Words on loose leaf sheet complete comin
I jump on my mind, I summon the rhyme I′m dumpin
Healin' the blind, I promise to let the sun in
Sick of the dark ways, we march to the drummin

Jump when they tell us they want to see jumpin
Fuck that! I want to see some fists pumpin
Risk somethin', take back what′s yours
Say somethin′ that you know they might attack you for

Cause I'm sick of bein′ treated like I have before
Like I'm stupid standin for what I′m standin for
Like this war's really just a different brand of war
Like it doesn′t cater to rich and abandon poor

Like they understand you in the back of the jet
When you can't put gas in your tank
These fuckers are laughin their way to the bank and cashin' the check
Askin′ you to have compassion and have some respect

For a leader so nervous in an obvious way
Stutterin and mumblin for nightly news to replay
And the rest of the world watchin at the end of the day
In their livin room laughin like, "What did he say?"