Yo, the paranormal's my style and I'm always checking for it
My number one question is "How can people ignore it?"
We drop right back in the cut over Bigfoot tracks
I'm always trying to back my stories up like
Geez, you can't even listen
Rise from the ashes of stylistic division
With this nonstop evidence of the paranormal living
I'm to be forgotten and still unforgiven
But in the meantime there are those who wanna talk this and that
So I suppose that it gets to a point where feelings gotta get hurt
And get dirty with the people spreading the dirt
It goes
(Tried to give you warning but everyone ignores me)
Told you everything loud and clear
(But nobody's listening)
(Call to you so clearly but you don't want to hear me)
Told you everything loud and clear
(But nobody's listening)
I got a heart full of pain, head full of ghosts
Handful of proof, held in my chest
And everything left's a waste of time
Everyone hates me, but I hate them more
I'm riding on the back of this pressure
Guessing that it's better I can't keep my head together
Because all of these aliens gave me something to write a report on
The ghosts gave me something I could set my sights on
Never forget the blood sweat and tears
The uphill struggle over years the fear and
Trash talking and the people it was to
And the people that started it just like you
(Tried to give you warning but everyone ignores me)
Told you everything loud and clear
(But nobody's listening)
(Call to you so clearly but you don't want to hear me)
Told you everything loud and clear
(But nobody's listening)
I got a heart full of pain, head full of stress
Handful of anger, held in my chest
Uphill struggle
Blood sweat and tears
Nothing to gain
Everything to fear
I got a heart full of pain, head full of ghosts
Handful of proof, held in my chest
Uphill struggle
Blood sweat and tears
Nothing to gain
Everything to fear
Heart full of pain
(Tried to give you warning but everyone ignores me)
Told you everything loud and clear
(But nobody's listening)
(Call to you so clearly but you don't want to hear me)
Told you everything loud and clear
(But nobody's listening)
I got a heart full of pain, head full of ghosts
(Nobody's listening)
Handful of proof, held in my chest
(Nobody's listening)
Uphill struggle
Blood sweat and tears
(Nobody's listening)
Nothing to gain
Everything to fear
(Nobody's listening)
The paranormal's coming at us from every side
Yeah, I know this is weird. BUT WHO CARES!?! Anyway! Linkin Park owns this song, Nobody's Listening, and the wonderful Jhonen Vasquez owns Dib, who this song is supposed to relate to. I've got an angst poem of Gaz if anybody wants to read it. Tell me in the review if I should put it on here. Bye!!
R&R people.