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  • In the End: Live and Rare

    Linkin Park Mar 27, 2002 Warner Bros.
    # Title Duration
    1
    In the End Lyrics 03:36
    2
    Papercut (Live at Docklands Arena, London) Lyrics 03:11
    3
    Points of Authority (Live at Docklands Arena, London) Lyrics 03:26
    4
    Place for My Head (Live at Docklands Arena, London) Lyrics 03:10
    5
    Step Up Lyrics 03:55
    6
    My December Lyrics 04:21
    7
    High Voltage Lyrics 03:45
    (It starts with one)
    One thing I don’t know why
    It doesn't even matter how hard you try
    Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme
    To explain in due time
    All I know
    time is a valuable thing
    Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
    Watch it count down to the end of the day
    The clock ticks life away
    It's so unreal
    Didn't look out below
    Watch the time go right out the window
    Trying to hold on but didn't even know
    Wasted it all just to
    Watch you go
    
    I kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart
    What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I tried so hard
    And got so far
    But in the end
    It doesn’t even matter
    
    I had to fall
    To lose it all
    But in the end
    It doesn’t even matter
    
    One thing, I don't know why
    It doesn't even matter how hard you try
    Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme
    To remind myself how
    I tried so hard
    In spite of the way you were mocking me
    Acting like I was part of your property
    Remembering all the times you fought with me
    I'm surprised it got so (far)
    Things aren't the way they were before
    You wouldn't even recognize me anymore
    Not that you knew me back then
    But it all comes back to me
    In the end
    
    You kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart
    What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I tried so hard
    And got so far
    But in the end
    It doesn't even matter
    
    I had to fall
    To lose it all
    But in the end
    It doesn't even matter
    
    I’ve put my trust in you
    Pushed as far as I can go
    For all this
    There's only one thing you should know
    I’ve put my trust in you
    Pushed as far as I can go
    For all this
    There's only one thing you should know
    I tried so hard
    And got so far
    But in the end
    It doesn't even matter
    I had to fall
    To lose it all
    But in the end
    It doesn' even matter
    Why does it feel like night today?
    Something in here’s not right today
    Why am I so uptight today?
    Paranoia’s all I got left
    I don’t know what stressed me first
    Or how the pressure was fed / but
    I know just what it feels like
    To have a voice in the back of my head
    It’s like a face that I hold inside
    A face that awakes when I close my eyes
    A face watches every time I lie
    A face that laughs every time I fall
    [And watches everything]
    So I know that when it’s time to sink or swim
    That the face inside is hearing me / right underneath my skin
    
    It’s like I’m / paranoid lookin’ over my back
    It’s like a / whirlwind inside of my head
    It’s like I / can’t stop what I’m hearing within
    It’s like the face inside is right beneath my skin
    
    I know I’ve got a face in me
    Points out all my mistakes to me
    You’ve got a face on the inside too and
    Your paranoia’s probably worse
    I don’t know what set me off first but I know what I can’t stand
    Everybody acts like the fact of the matter is
    I can’t add up to what you can
    But everybody has a face that they hold inside
    A face that awakes when they close their eyes
    A face watches every time they lie
    A face that laughs every time they fall
    [And watches everything]
    So you know that when it’s time to sink or swim
    That the face inside is watching you too / right inside your skin
    
    The sun goes down
    I feel the light betray me
    Forfeit the game / Before somebody else
    Takes you out of the frame / Puts your name to shame
    Cover up your face / You can’t run the race
    The pace is too fast / You just won’t last
    
    You love the way I look at you
    While taking pleasure in the awful things you put me through
    You take away if I give in
    My life
    My pride is broken
    
    You love the things I say I’ll do -
    The way I’ll hurt myself again just to get back at you
    You take away when I give in
    My life
    My pride is broken
    
    Chorus:
    You like to think you’re never wrong
    You want to act like you’re someone
    You want someone to hurt like you
    You want to share what you’ve been through
    (You live what you learn)
    I watch how the
    Moon sits in the sky / in the dark night
    Shining with the light from the sun
    The sun doesn’t give life to the moon assuming
    The moon’s gonna owe it one
    It makes me think of how you act to me / you do
    Favors and then rapidly / you just
    Turn around and start asking me / about
    Things that you want back from me
    I’m sick of the tension / sick of the hunger
    Sick of you acting like I owe you this
    Find another place / to feed your greed -
    While I find a place to rest
    
    I want to be in another place
    I hate when you say you don’t understand
    [You'll see it's not meant to be]
    I want to be in the energy, not with the enemy
    A place for my head
    
    Maybe someday I’ll be just like you / and
    Step on people like you do and
    Run away the people I thought I knew
    I remember back then who you were
    You used to be calm / used to be strong
    Used to be generous / but you should’ve known
    That you’d
    Wear out your welcome / now you see
    How quiet it is / all alone / I’m so
    
    Sick of the tension / sick of the hunger
    Sick of you acting like I owe you this
    Find another place / to feed your greed -
    While / I find a place to rest
    
    You try to take the best of me
    Go away
    Yo
    Watch as the room rocks
    Mentally moon walk
    Mixed media slang
    Banging in your boom box
    Verbal violence
    Lyrical stylist
    In a time when rock hip hop rhymes are childish
    You can’t tempt me with rhymes that are empty
    Rapping to a beat doesn’t make you an emcee
    With your lack of skill and facility
    You’re killing me
    And a DJ in the group just for credibility
    I heard that some of you are getting help with your rhymes
    You’re not an emcee if someone else writes your lines
    Rapping over rock doesn’t make you a pioneer
    Cause rock and hip hop have collaborated for years
    But now they’re getting randomly mixed and matched up
    All after a fast buck and all the tracks suck
    So how does it stack up
    None of it’s real
    You want to be an emcee you’ve got to study the skill
    
    Who can rock a rhyme like this
    Bring it to you every time like this
    Who can rock a rhyme like this
    Step, step up, step, step up
    
    So you pick up a pen and write yourself a new identity
    But mentally you don’t have the hip hop energy
    With a tendency to make up stories
    Sounding like the only hip hop you’ve heard is top 40 (top 40)
    And your record company is completely missing it
    All the kids are dissing it for not being legitimate
    So in a battle you can’t hack it
    React with whack shit
    And get smacked with verbal back flips
    Get your ass kicked by fabulous battle catalysts
    It’s taken decades for emcees to establish this
    You’re new to hip hop and welcome if your serious
    But not on the mic
    Leave that to the experienced
    
    Using the waves of sound the true master
    Paralyzes his opponents, leaving him vulnerable to attack
    
    Who can rock a rhyme like this
    Bring it to you every time like this
    Who can rock a rhyme like this
    Step, step up, step, step up
    
    Who can rock a rhyme like this
    Bring it to you every time like this
    Who can rock a rhyme like this
    Step, step up, step, step up, step up
    
    After years of pain staking research by the world’s
    Leading sound scientists, we here at the sound
    Institute have invented a reliable audio weapons system.
    Actual movement of musical sound in space used to
    Carefully attack and neutralize the cellular structure of
    The human body, so the question must be asked.
    
    Who can rock a rhyme like this
    Bring it to you every time like this
    Who can rock a rhyme like this
    Step, step up ,step, step up
    
    Who can rock a rhyme like this
    Bring it to you every time like this
    Who can rock a rhyme like this
    Step, step up, step, step up, Step up!
    
    Mixed media
    Mixed media
    Mixed media
    Step up to the microphone
    And you do it like this
    And you do it like this
    Step up to the mircophone
    Mixed media
    And you do it like this
    Mixed media
    Step up to the mircophone
    And you do it like this
    Mixed media
    Step up to the mircophone
    And you do it like this…
    This is my December
    This is my time of the year
    This is my December
    This is all so clear
    This is my December
    This is my snow covered home
    This is my December
    This is me alone
    
    And I,
    Just wish that I didn’t feel
    Like there was something I missed
    And I,
    Take back all the things I said
    To make you feel like that
    And I,
    Just wish that I didn’t feel
    Like there was something I missed
    And I,
    Take back all the things that I said to you
    
    And I’d give it all away
    Just to have somewhere to go to
    Give it all away
    To have someone to come home to
    
    This is my December
    These are my snow covered trees
    This is me pretending
    This is all I need
    
    And I,
    Just wish that I didn’t feel
    Like there was something I missed
    And I,
    Take back all the things I said
    To make you feel like that
    And I,
    Just wish that I didn’t feel
    Like there was something I missed
    And I,
    Take back all the things that I said to you
    
    And I’d give it all away
    Just to have somewhere to go to
    Give it all away
    To have someone to come home to
    
    This is my December
    This is my time of the year
    This is my December
    This is all so clear
    
    Give it all away
    Just to have somewhere to go to
    Give it all away
    To have someone to come home to
    
    Give it all away
    Just to have somewhere to go to
    Give it all away
    To have someone to come home to
    You know what I mean, you could probably leave all the lights down. You know what i mean?
    
    Just do something to tell you who I am, ya know?
    
    I’ve been digging into crates ever since I was living in space
    Before the rat race, before monkeys had human traits
    Mastered numerology and big bang theology
    Performed lobotomies with telekinetic psychology
    Invented the mic so I could start blessing it
    And chin checking kids to make my point like an impressionist
    Many men have tried to shake us
    But I twist mic cords to double helixes and show them what
    I’m made of
    I buckle knees like leg braces
    Cast the spell of instrumentalness and all of the emcees
    That hate us
    So try on, leave you without a shoulder to cry on
    From now to infinity let icons be bygones
    I fire bomb, ghostly notes haunt this
    I’ve tried threats but moved on to a promise
    I stomp shit with or without an accomplice
    And run the gauntlet with whoever that wants this
    
    High voltage (The unforgettable sound)
    High voltage (bringing you up and taking you down)
    High voltage (Coming at you from memory side)
    High voltage (making the rhythm of rhyme collide)
    
    Akira
    Put a kink in the backbones of clones with microphones
    And never satisfy my rhyme jones
    Spraying bright day over what you might say
    Blood type Krylon
    Technicolor type A
    On highways write with road rage on pages of wind
    In cages of tin that bounce all around
    In surround sound devouring the scene
    Subliminal gangrene paintings
    Overall the same things sing song karaoke copy bullshit
    Break bones verbally with sticks and stone tactics
    Fourth dimension, combat convention
    Write rhymes at ease while the tracks stand at attention
    Meant to put you away with the pencil
    Pistol, official, 16 line rhyme missile
    While you risk your all, I pick out all your flaws
    Spin, raw raw blah blah
    You can say you saw
    
    High voltage (The unforgettable sound)
    High voltage (bringing you up and taking you down)
    High voltage (Coming at you from memory side)
    High voltage (making the rhythm of rhyme collide)
    
    High voltage (The unforgettable sound)
    High voltage (bringing you up and taking you down)
    High voltage (Coming at you from memory side)
    High voltage (making the rhythm of rhyme collide)