Linkin Park Songs - Nobody's Listening Lyrics

Linkin Park - Nobody's Listening

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Album: Meteora
Released: 2003

Nobody's Listening Lyrics

Come, come, come, coming at you,
Come, coming at you,
Come, coming at you,
Peep the style and the kids checking for it
The number one question is
How could you ignore it
We drop right back in the cut
Over basement tracks
With raps that got you backing this up like (rewind that)
We're just rolling with the rhythm
Rise from the ashes of stylistic division
With these non-stop lyrics of life living
Not to forgotten
But still unforgiven
But in the meantime there are those who want to
Talk this and that, so I suppose
It gets to a point feelings gotta get hurt
And get dirty with the people spreading the dirt

[Chorus]
Try 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
And everything's left is a waste of time
I hate my rhymes
(But hate everyone else's more)
I'm riding on the back of this pressure
Guessing that it's better
I can't keep myself together
Because all of this stress
Gave me something to write on
The pain gave me something
I could set my sights on
You never forget the blood, sweat, and tears
The uphill struggle over the years
The fear and trash talking
And the people it was to
And the people that started it
Just like you

[Chorus]

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

(scratches)
Coming at you at every style

Writer/s: FARRELL, DAVE / BOURDON, ROBERT G. / SHINODA, MIKE / DELSON, BRAD / BENNINGTON, CHESTER CHARLES / HAHN, JOSEPH
Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
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Nobody's Listening

This is about the pain and stress one must go through when writing music.

Mike Shinoda was going through his record collection when he got the idea to use a Japanese flute on this called a shakuhachi. Chester Bennington decided they had to make the lyrics go along with the flute, which was played by an outside musician.