Gero
Jun 22nd, 2003, 03:53:33 AM
LINKIN PARK
Breaking the habit
memories consume
like opening the wound
i'm picking me apart again
you all assume
i'm safe here in my room
[unless i try to start again]
i don't want to be the one
the battles always choose
cause inside i realize
that i'm the one confused
i don't know what's worth fighting for
or why i have to scream
i don't know why i instigate
and say what i don't mean
i don't know how i got this way
i know it's not alright
so i'm
breaking the habit
tonight
clutching my cure
i tightly lock the door
i try to catch my breath again
i hurt much more
than anytime before
i had no options left again
i'll paint it on the walls
cause i'm the one at fault
i'll never fight again
and this is how it ends
i don't know what's worth fighting for
or why i have to scream
but now i have some clarity
to show you what i mean
i don't know how i got this way
i'll never be alright
so i'm
breaking the habit
breaking the habit
tonight
***
Gero strolled into a sleazy bar with a predicament. In his 107 years in the galaxy he had always been a bounty hunter. Until Jabba put a price on his head so big. This forced him into hiding, for 20 years. When he came out the rebels, whom he hated, ruled the galaxy, the Galaxy were reduced to less then a hundred systems and the Sith were returning on Corellia. He continued to be a bounty hunter until this ponit in his life. Now he wanted to be more. A warrior for the Empire, the Chiss or the smuggling clan.
The next person he met would decipher that choice.
Breaking the habit
memories consume
like opening the wound
i'm picking me apart again
you all assume
i'm safe here in my room
[unless i try to start again]
i don't want to be the one
the battles always choose
cause inside i realize
that i'm the one confused
i don't know what's worth fighting for
or why i have to scream
i don't know why i instigate
and say what i don't mean
i don't know how i got this way
i know it's not alright
so i'm
breaking the habit
tonight
clutching my cure
i tightly lock the door
i try to catch my breath again
i hurt much more
than anytime before
i had no options left again
i'll paint it on the walls
cause i'm the one at fault
i'll never fight again
and this is how it ends
i don't know what's worth fighting for
or why i have to scream
but now i have some clarity
to show you what i mean
i don't know how i got this way
i'll never be alright
so i'm
breaking the habit
breaking the habit
tonight
***
Gero strolled into a sleazy bar with a predicament. In his 107 years in the galaxy he had always been a bounty hunter. Until Jabba put a price on his head so big. This forced him into hiding, for 20 years. When he came out the rebels, whom he hated, ruled the galaxy, the Galaxy were reduced to less then a hundred systems and the Sith were returning on Corellia. He continued to be a bounty hunter until this ponit in his life. Now he wanted to be more. A warrior for the Empire, the Chiss or the smuggling clan.
The next person he met would decipher that choice.