Blackbirds: Linkin Park

Drop the mic, get up

Take to the streets of Iraq

Get up

Face full of teeth

When it's hot, spit up

Tasting the beat

Like a beast

Rock on your block oversea

Speak from your gut

Like a rush of blood

Paint red on the stage

To the ones above

Lay the sick ones down

And the bells will ring

Put pennies on the eyes

Let the dead men sing

I shiver and shake

Through warm air cold

I'm alone

On my own

In every mistake

I dig this hole

Through my skin and bones

It's harder starting over

Than never to have changed

With blackbirds following me

I'm digging out my grave

They close in, swallowing me

The pain it comes in waves

I'm getting back what I gave

I sweat through the sheets

As daylight fades as I waste away

It traps me inside

Mistakes I've made

That's the price I pay

It's harder starting over

Than never to have changed

With blackbirds following me

I'm digging out my grave

They close in swallowing me

The pain it comes in waves

I'm getting back what I gave

I drop to the floor

Like I did before

Stop watching I'm coughing

I can't be more

What I want what I need

Over constant war

Like a well full of poison

A rotten core

The blood goes thin

The fever stings

And I shake from the hell

That the habits bring

Lay the sick ones down

The bells will ring

Put pennies on the eyes

Let the dead men sing

Blackbirds following me

I'm digging out my grave

They close in, swallowing me

The pain it comes in waves

I'm getting back what I gave

I'm getting back what I gave

I'm getting back what I gave

Like A Stone: Audioslave

Looking For Love: MSG

Don't give me reasons when I know for sure
Cause I knew the answers before I had to go

To say I'm just wasting my time
What kind of a friend would you be?

You know that better than I

Hand me a friendship that puts me to the test
Then you wouldn't be any better than all the rest 

Don't say I'm just wasting my time
What kind of a friend would you be?

You know that better than I

Looking for love, looking for a friend
Looking for love in the end

Looking for love, you got to be the friend
Looking for love in the end

Always unfeeling and sometimes I'm so cold
The voice of my anger rings loud, so I'm told

Don't say I'm just wasting my time

What kind of a friend would you be?

You know that better than I

Looking for love, looking for a friend
Looking for love in the end

Looking for love, you got to be the friend
Looking for love in the end

The One Mile Shot

srizals

You boasted
You bragged
For making that one mile kill

Of your enemy

Blinded by the sight
Who could not even see you in that fight

You boasted
You bragged
For making that one mile kill

Of your enemy

Who took that one mile bullet
Looking for invaders
Looking for plunders
To teach them a lesson
That thou shall not kill

You boasted
You bragged
For making that one mile kill

Of your enemy

Who died one mile away from you
Defending his motherland
Defending his families and friends

You boasted
You bragged
For making that one mile kill

Don't forget
Don't ever, ever forget

That you were hiding all the time
That you were hiding all the time

When you took that shot.

Irfan Makki: Waiting For The Call