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"In the end..." | RIP Chester Bennington.
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Minutes to Superunknown
In the end I am weak
In the end I fell on black days
Across the new divide I found I'd been outshined
He cast a shadow on my sun
I let it bleed and I blead out
I sat alone and cold like a stone
So I followed you and gave them their hunger strike
When you look at what I've done
You can call me a dog
Face the spoonman
But I fought numb