Waiting for the End

This song is dedicated to bro Farid. Why? Simply because he's using this song as his caller ringtone. In my daily job (also for other personal activities) I always call Farid for consultation, business matters, lepaking and jamming. After thousand and one time calling, the song stick in my mind. The worst part is when I asked Farid about the title of the song, he said he doesn't know and he accept the caller ring tone because it is free.

After a few month of searching I finally find out from local radio station mentioning Linkin Park and this song was on air. Googling the title I finally found this song. Started from there, I viewed the video at Youtube and download it's mp3 and mp4.

Based on current situation, the lyrics kinda suit with the environment. It can relate with what happening around me.

Initially, I hated people who play a single song repeatedly. However, this is the first song ever in the world that I repeat more than 20 times in a row while doing my work. This song has already anchored (as per NLP definition of anchor) inside of me and I will remember Farid with this song.

Hope for a fantastic future undertaking for my very good friend.


Waiting For The End

This is not the end
This is not the beginning
Just a voice like a riot
Rocking every revision
But you listen to the tone
And the violent rhythm
Though the words sound steady
Something emptys within em

We say yeah

With fists flying up in the air
Like we’re holding onto something that’s invisible there
Cuz we’re living at the mercy of the pain and the fear
Until we dead it forget it
Let it all disappear

Waiting for the end to come
Wishing I had strenght to stand
This is not what I had planned
It’s out of my control

Flying at the speed of light
Thoughts were spinning in my head
So many things were left unsaid
It’s hard to let you go

I know what it takes to move on
I know how it feels to lie
All I wanna do is trade this life for something new
Holding on to what I haven’t got

Sitting in an empty room
Trying to forget the past
This was never meant to last
I wish it wasn’t so

What was left when that fire was gone
I thought it felt right but that right was wrong
All caught up in the eye of the storm
And trying to figure out what it’s like moving on

And I don’t even know what kind of things I said
My mouth kept moving and my mind went dead
Picking up those pieces now where to begin
The hardest part of ending is starting again

All I wanna do is trade this life for something new
Holding on to what I haven’t got

This is not the end
This is not the beginning
Just a voice like a riot
Rocking every revision
But you listen to the tone
And the violent rhythm
Though the words sound steady
Something emptys within em

We say yeah

With fists flying up in the air
Like we’re holding onto something that’s invisible there
Cuz we’re living at the mercy of the pain and the fear
Until we dead it forget it
Let it all disappear