Breaking the Habit

By Linkin Park

Memories consume like opening the wound
I’m picking me apart again
You all assume
I’m safe here in my room
Unless I try to start again
I don’t want to be the one the battles always choose
’Cause inside I realize that I’m the one confused

Clutching my cure
I tightly lock the door
I try to catch my breath again
I hurt much more than any time before
I have no options left again
I don’t want to be the one the battles always choose
’Cause inside I realize that I’m the one confused

I’ll paint it on the walls
’Cause I’m the one at fault
I’ll never fight again
And this is how it ends

I don’t know what’s worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
I don’t know why I instigate
And say what I don’t mean
I don’t know how I got this way
I know it’s not alright
So I’m breaking the habit
I’m breaking the habit tonight

Tragically Chester was unable to break the habit. Every time he performed it, it seemed an anguished cry from the depths of his soul — he was crying out, pleading for help and maybe praying out aloud. RIP.