Until It Breaks Lyrics

Linkin Park


publisher: ©Peermusic Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
writers: Allie Wrubel, Chester Charles Bennington, Robert G Bourdon, Sean J. Combs, Brad Delson, Dave Farrell, Joseph Hahn, Herbert Magidson, Nasheim Myrick, Mike Shinoda, Christopher Wallace
album: Track 10 in album Living Things
release date: 2012-6-20
popularity : 17 users have visited this page.
genres: Electronic Rock
styles: Alternative Rock/Emo/Hip Hop/Synth-pop
length: 3:44
producer: Mike Shinoda and Rick Rubin
drums: Rob Bourdon
piano: Mike Shinoda
vocal: Mike Shinoda and Chester Bennington
mixer: Manny Marroquin
engineer: Mike Shinoda and Ethan Mates
additional producer: Brad Delson
guitar: Brad Delson and Mike Shinoda
keyboard: Mike Shinoda
percussion: Rob Bourdon
additional: Brad Delson, Dave Farrell and Joseph "Joe" Hahn
programming: Joseph "Joe" Hahn
turntable(s): Joseph "Joe" Hahn
sampler: Joseph "Joe" Hahn
synthesizer: Mike Shinoda
strings: Mike Shinoda
bass guitar: Dave Farrell
editor: Andrew Hayes
creative direction: Brandon Parvini and Mike Shinoda
assistant mixer: Delbert Bowers and Chris Galland
assistant engineer: Andrew Hayes
design/illustration: Brandon Parvini and Frank Maddocks
art direction: The Uprising Creative
graphic design: The Uprising Creative
lyricist: Mike Shinoda, Chester Bennington
composer: Linkin Park

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Linkin Park Living Things cover art
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It goes a one, two, three

With the hunger of a lion, the strength of a sun
I don't need to sweat it when the competition come
Original style, like an eight of eight drum
So I don't run the track, no, I make the track run
My momma taught me words, my daddy built rockets
I hold 'em both together now, tell me what I got
It's a pretty small weapon, I can shoot it, I can drop it
But learn to respect it 'cause you clearly can't stop it

Like that

It ain't over 'cause the sharks on the left side, the snakes on the right
And anything you do, they wanna get a little bite
It really doesn't matter if you're wrong or if you're right
'Cause once they get their teeth in nothing really fights
And razzle me I do it like I got nothing to lose
And you can run your mouth like you could try to fill my shoes
But steady little soldier, I ain't standing next to you
I can lay it on the ground before you're even in my view
Like that

Give me the strength of the rising sun
Give me the truth of the words unsung
And when the last bells ring, the poor men sing
Bring me to kingdom come

This is something for your people on the block to
Blackout and rock to, give you what you need
Like Papa, who shot ya
Seperate the weak from the obsolete
You're meek, I creep hard on impostors
And switch styles on the dime, quick-witted y'all
Quit tripping, I don't have time for your crying
I grind tough, sucka, make your mind up
Are you in the firing squad or are you in the line-up?
Bang, bang, little monkey man playing
With the big guns only get you slain
I ain't playing, I'm just saying
You ain't got a sliver of a chance
I get ill or I deliver while you quiver in your parents
So shake, shake down, money, here's the break down
You can play the bank, I'ma play the bank take down
And no mistakes now I'm coming to get you
I'm just a Banksy, you're a Brainwash, get the picture?
It's like that

We swim against the rising waves
That crash against the shore
The body bends until it breaks
The early morning sings no more

So rest your head
It's time to sleep
And dream of what's in store
The body bends until it breaks
And sings again no more
'Cause time has torn the flesh away
The early morning sings no more


Track Listing


Digital Media 1
  • 1 Lost in the Echo
  • 2 In My Remains
  • 3 Burn It Down
  • 4 Lies Greed Misery
  • 5 I’ll Be Gone
  • 6 Castle of Glass
  • 7 Victimized
  • 8 Roads Untraveled
  • 9 Skin to Bone
  • 10 Until It Breaks
  • 11 Tinfoil
  • 12 Powerless