I watch how the moon sits in the sky, in the dark night
Shining with the light from the sun; the sun doesn't give life
to the moon assuming the moon's gonna owe it one It
makes me think of how you act to me. You do favors and
then rapidly you just turn around and start asking me about
things that you want back from me I'm sick of the tension,
sick of the hunger and sick of you acting like I owe you this.
Find another place to feed your greed While I find a place
to rest. I want to be in another place I hate when you say
you don't understand. You'll see it's not meant to be. I want
to be in the energy, not with the enemy... A place for my
head. Maybe someday I'll be just like you and step on
people like you do and run away the people I thought I
knew I remember back then who you were You used to be
calm, used to be strong, used to be generous...But you
should've known That you'd wear out your welcome. Now
you see how quiet it is...All alone...I'm so sick of the
tension, sick of the hunger, sick of you acting like I owe you
this. Find another place to feed your greed While I find a
place to rest
You try to take the best of me... GO AWAY
(LiNKiN.PaRK - a PLaCe FoR MY HeaD)
