Linkin Park - Wretches & Kings lyrics

There's a time, when the operation of the machine becomes so odious Makes you so sick at heart, that you can't take part You can't even pa**ively take part And you've got to put your bodies upon the gears and upon the wheels Upon the levers, upon all the apparatus And you've got to make it stop To save face, how low can you go? Talk a lotta game, but yet you don't know Static on the wind, makes us all say whoa The people up top push the people down low Get down, and obey every word Steady, get in line if you haven't yet heard Wanna take what I got, don't be absurd Don't fight the power, nobody gets hurt If you haven't heard yet, then I'm lettin' you know There ain't sh** we don't run when the guns unload And no one make a move, unless my people say so Got everything outta control, now everybody go Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Feel alone, final blow We, the animals, take control Hear us now, clear and tall Wretches and kings, we come for you So keep face, how slow can you go? Talk a lotta sh**, and yet you don't know Fire on the wind, makes you all say whoa The people up top and the people down low Get down, and I'm runnin' it like that The front of the attack is exactly where I'm at Somewhere in between the kick and the hi-hat The pen and the contract, the pitch and the contact So get with the combat, I'm lettin' them know There ain't sh** you can say to make me back down, no So push the bu*ton, let the whole thing blow Spinning everything outta control, now everybody go Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Feel alone, final blow We, the animals, take control Hear us now, clear and tall Wretches and kings, we come for you Still alone, fight our blow Filthy animals beat down low Steel and bone, black and blue Run at the sunshine, we come for you From the front to the back and to side to side If you feel what I feel, put 'em up real high Front to the back and the side to side If you feel what I feel, put 'em up real high Front to the back and the side to side If you feel what I feel, put 'em up real high Front to the back and the side to side If you feel what I feel, put 'em up real high Front to the back and the side to side If you feel what I feel, put 'em up real high Front to the back and the side to side If you feel what I feel, put 'em up real high When the operation of the machine becomes so odious Makes you so sick at heart, that you can't take part You can't even pa**ively take part And you've got to put your bodies upon the gears and upon the wheels Upon the levers, upon all the apparatus, and you've got to make it stop And you've got to indicate to the people, run in to the people on it And unless you're free, the machine will be prevented from working at all Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey