No love, no feelings
I choke on the air I'm breathin'
Undone, unhealin'
Ain't nobody stopping the bleeding
Deaf with demons on both sides
Can't take no angel left inside
Take to the static in my mind
And I can't hide
This rage, I just can't escape
Screamin' at my face
So loud, I can't hear my voice
Breaking through my mistakes
Free falling to grace, I'm not insane
It's time to kill the noise!
My scars keep screamin'
I lived through the pain for a reason
My gut, my anger
It drives me down like an anchor!
I'm deaf with demons on both sides
Can't take no angel left inside
Take to the static in my mind
And I can't hide
This rage, I just can't escape
Screamin' at my face
So loud, I can't hear my voice
Breaking through my mistakes
Free falling to grace, I'm not insane
It's time to kill the noise!
Shut up!
Shut up!
This rage, I just can't escape
Screamin' at my face
So loud, I can't hear my voice
Breaking through my mistakes
Free falling to grace, I'm not insane
It's time to kill the noise!
Breaking through my mistakes
Free falling to grace, I'm not insane

Lyrics By: Papa Roach
Cover By: Hannah

Papa Roach - Kill the Noise Acapella Cover By: Hannah

Linkin Park - Cure for the itch (Michael Harrison edit)

Almost Acoustic Christmas

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Oi, you daft prick, step back from the line,
Her name’s not yours, she ain't a shrine.
Spit venom in the alley, steel on my tongue,
Your dreams in the gutter, your bell's been rung.
Mugged off, you’re puffin’ your chest for a fight,
Mate, she’s gone, you’re not her knight.


She ain't your girl, mate, pack it in,
Got no claim, no stake, no win.
You’re howlin’ loud, but you’re out of tune,
She ain’t your girl, she ain’t your moon.


Thought you owned the streets, but the cobbles bite,
Knuckles crack louder than the neon light.
You’re clutchin' shadows, a ghost in her past,
Burnt bridges, mate, that ship sailed fast.
She don’t need a leash, she don’t need a chain,
Your loss, your mess, your hurricane.


Bell tolls sharp, echoes in the grime,
Wake up, mate, it’s closing time.


She ain't your girl, mate, pack it in,
Got no claim, no stake, no win.
You’re howlin’ loud, but you’re out of tune,
She ain’t your girl, she ain’t your moon.


Oi, oi, you deaf or blind?
Your fantasy’s dead, left behind.
Distorted screams, my voice in your head,
She’s free, you’re lost, buried and bled

From The Inside

LINKIN PARK