Linkin Park (聯合公園)
作詞：Chester Bennington / Rob Bourdon / Brad Delson / Dave Farrell / Joe Hahn / Mike Shinoda 作曲：Chester Bennington / Rob Bourdon / Brad Delson / Dave Farrell / Joe Hahn / Mike Shinoda
Tell us all again
What you think we should be
What the answers are
What it is we can't see
Tell us all again
How to do what you say
How to fall in line
How there's no other way
But oh, we all know
You're guilty all the same
Too sick to be ashamed
You want to point your finger
But there's no one else to blame
You're guilty all the same
Too sick to be ashamed
You want to point your finger
But there's no one else to blame
You're guilty all the same
Show us all again
That our hands are unclean
That we're unprepared
That you have what we need
Show us all again
'Cause we cannot be saved
Cause the end is near
Now there's no other way
And oh, you will know
You're guilty all the same
Too sick to be ashamed
You want to point your finger
But there's no one else to blame
You're guilty all the same
Too sick to be ashamed
You want to point your finger
But there's no one else to blame
There's no one else to blame
Guilty all the same
Guilty all the same
You're guilty all the same
[Rakim]
Yeah, you already know what it is
Can y'all explain, what kind of land is this
When a man has plans of being rich
But the bosses plan is wealthy
Dirty money scheme, a clean split is nonsense
It's insane, even corporate hands is flithy
They talk team and take the paper route
All they think about is bank accounts, assets and realty
At anybody's expense, no shame with a clear conscience
No regrets and guilt free, they claim that ain't the way that they built me
The smoke scream before the flame
Knowin' as soon as dough or the deal peak
They say it's time for things to change
Rearrange like good product rebuilt cheap
Anything if it's more to gain
Drained, manipulated like artists, it's real deep
Until no more remains, but I'm still me
Like authentic hip-hop and rock, til pop and radio and record companies killed me
Try to force me to stray it and obey
And got the gall to say how real can real be?
You feel me? We'll see
That green coul be to blame
Or greedy for the fame, TV or a name
The Media, the game, to me you're all the same
You're guilty
You're guilty all the same
Too sick to be ashamed
You want to point your finger
But there's no one else to blame
You're guilty all the same
Too sick to be ashamed
You want to point your finger
But there's no one else to blame
There's no one else to blame
Guilty all the same
Guilty all the same
Guilty all the same