linkin park - a thousand suns album tier list

i do not care for robot boy

IT SATRTS WITH ONE THING I DONT KNOW WHY

I woke up in a dream today to the cold of the static
And put my cold feet on the floor
Forgot about yesterday, remembering
I'm pretending to be who I'm not anymore
A little taste of hypocrisy
And I'm left in the wake of the mistakes, slow to react
And even though you're so close to me
You're still so distant and I can't bring you back

It's true, the way I feel
Was promised by your face
The sound of your voice
Painted on my memories
Even if you're not with me

I'm with you (you, now I see, keeping everything inside)
With you (you, now I see, even when I close my eyes)

I hit you and you hit me back
We fall to the floor
The rest of the day stands still
Fine line between this and that
When things go wrong, I pretend that the past isn't real
Now I'm trapped in this memory
And I'm left in the wake of the mistakes, slow to react
So even though you're close to me
You're still so distant and I can't bring you back

It's true, the way I feel
Was promised by your face
The sound of your voice
Painted on my memories
Even if you're not with me

I'm with you (you, now I see, keeping everything inside)
With you (you, now I see, even when I close my eyes)
With you (you, now I see, keeping everything inside)
With you (you, now I see, even when I close my eyes)

No, no matter how far we've come
I can't wait to see tomorrow
No matter how far we've come, I
I can't wait to see tomorrow

With you (you, now I see, keeping everything inside)
With you (you, now I see, even when I close my eyes)
With you (you, now I see, keeping everything inside)
With you (you, now I see, even when I close my eyes)

Bonnie, listen to me. You cannot just walk up to me at 1:13 in the morning, while the lights are flickering and the security cameras are making that noise that sounds like the building is breathing, look me dead in the face with your vacant dumbass stare, and say, “Freddy, you should marry the pizza,” and then act like you didn’t just detonate something inside my animatronic soul. Because the moment you said that, something snapped. First of all, why is that a sentence you had ready. Why was that thought preloaded. Why did you look so confident. You said it like you’d been rehearsing it. Like you’d been waiting your whole miserable night-shift existence to finally drop that on me. And now I’m standing here, gripping my microphone like it’s the last physical object tethering me to reality, wondering how we got here. I am not married to pizza. I am not dating pizza. I am not “basically in a relationship” with pizza. I work. At. A. Pizzeria. This is like telling the janitor to marry the mop or telling the security guard to settle down with the cameras. Do you hear yourself, Bonnie? Do you hear the words leaving your speaker box? “Yes you should,” you say. “You’re always with it.” Of course I’m always with it. It’s everywhere. It’s on the tables. It’s on the floor. It’s in the vents somehow. I wake up and smell pizza. I go to sleep and smell pizza. That does not mean I want to legally bind myself to it under Fazbear Entertainment law, which I remind you has already been rewritten twelve times because of us. And don’t hit me with “pizza would never leave you.” NONE of us can leave, Bonnie. That is not a selling point. That is a threat. What am I supposed to do, Bonnie. Propose? Get down on one knee in the kitchen? Whisper sweet nothings to a cardboard box that says “HOT & READY” while the power drains and the walls hum? Exchange rings? Pizza already HAS rings. Is that symbolic or is that a warning. And you’re just standing there nodding like this makes sense. Like I didn’t just ask you what happens when someone eats a slice of my “spouse” and you didn’t say, “That’s just part of loving pizza.” That sentence should get you decommissioned. I sing on a stage. I lead birthday songs. I am the face of this establishment. I wear a top hat. I will not stand in front of a crowd of children and explain that my partner is perishable and best served within 30 minutes or it gets weird. I already have enough explaining to do. And honestly? Pizza doesn’t even listen. I talk.

woah, way to curb the topic intensely

ok way to change the topic

Nuh uh you changed it first with a different song

it’s still linkin park

Is it tho

how do you NOT know with you vro it’s literally like their top 10 most famous songs

Cuz i dont listen to them

Are we in a furry role play now
I mean its fine
But its kinda out of the blue

Nuh uh I bought the fortnite jam track of in the end

Rank absolution 🙏