'linkin park tribute'

*heartbeat*
I love you,
Hey you/standing there/
without a fear/
pulling out your hair/
whatever made it change?

I miss you,
Hey now/where'd you go/
why does it snow/
it all goes to show/
did you kill our love?

Whatever made you think
you could leave me here to die?
Whatever could you see,
with a single, lonely eye?

I love you,
Hey now/bleeding heart/
you think you're smart/
please, let's just don't start/
goodbye, my love.

*Everyday, we build a wall around ourselves, brick by brick, how we cope with it is our own decision, artists cope with pain by building a wall of art, musicians cope with walls of music, writers cope by surrounding themselves with poetry and literature.*

What does it mean?

*Let's admit it, all art is the product of pain*

How barbaric,
hmm. hmm. hmm.
ha! ha! ha!
be, he, she, see, flee, key, plea, free, glee, spree, tea!

Oh, Kagome!
please belive me!
I'll never do you no harm!

I can feel you,
I can see you,
I can hear you,
I can smell you.

Kagome?
where'd you go?
behind this rock?
or under this tree?
or behind this wall?
or through these youkai?
or in the clouds?

I can feel myself dying,
*flatline*