# A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U W V X Y Z


In this farewell,

There is no blood,

There is no alibi,

Cause I’ve drawn regret,

From the truth,

Of a thousands lies,

So let mercy come and wash away…



What I’ve Done,

I’ll face myself,

To cross out

what I’ve become,

Erase myself,

And let go

of what I’ve done…



Put to rest,

What you thought of me

While, I clean this slate,

With the hands,

Of uncertainty,

So let mercy come,

And Wash away…



What I’ve Done,

I’ll face myself,

To cross

what I’ve become,

Erase myself,

And let go

of what I’ve done…



For what I’ve done,

I start again,

And whatever pain may come,

Today this ends,

I’m forgiving what I’ve done…



I’ll face myself,

To cross out

what I’ve become,

Erase myself,

And let go

of what I’ve done…



(Na,Na,Na) [Mike Shinoda!]



What I’ve Done,

What I’ve Done,

Forgetting what I’ve done…