Mike Shinoda - Nothing makes sense anymore

^DI used to know where the b^Amottom was Somewhere ^Gfar under the ocean w^Caves ^DUp on a ledge I was lo^Amoking down It was f^Gar enough to keep me s^Cafe But the gr^Dound was cracked open ^AmThrew me in the ocean ^CCast me out away at s^Gea And the w^Daves are still breaking ^AmNow that I awaken ^CNo one’s left to answer m^Ge

My inside’s o^Amut / my left is r^Cight My upside’s d^Gown / my black is wh^Dite I hold my bre^Amath / and close my e^Cyes And wait for d^Gawn but there’s no li^Dght Nothing makes se^Amnse anymore anym^Core Nothing makes se^Gnse anymore anym^Dore Nothing makes se^Amnse anymore anym^Core Nothing makes se^Gnse anymore anym^Dore

^DI used to sleep without ^Amwaking up In a dr^Geam I made from painted w^Calls ^DI was a moment ^Amaway from done When the bl^Gack spilled out across it a^Cll And my e^Dyes were made sober ^AmWorld was turned over ^CWashing out the lines I’d s^Geen And my he^Dart is still breaking ^AmNow that I awaken ^CNo one’s left to answer m^Ge

My inside’s o^Amut / my left is r^Cight My upside’s d^Gown / my black is wh^Dite I hold my bre^Amath / and close my e^Cyes And wait for d^Gawn but there’s no li^Dght

I’m a c^Dall without an an^Amswer I’m a s^Chadow in the d^Gark Trying to p^Dut it back to^Amgether As I wa^Ctch it fall a^Gpart

My inside’s o^Amut / my left is r^Cight My upside’s d^Gown / my black is wh^Dite I hold my bre^Amath / and close my e^Cyes And wait for d^Gawn but there’s no li^Dght Nothing makes se^Amnse anymore anym^Core Nothing makes se^Gnse anymore anym^Dore Nothing makes se^Amnse anymore anym^Core Nothing makes se^Gnse anymore anym^Dore