Spit drips in the jar, the witless witness
Cryptic code, realism shifts your mystic
Dark all I do embark the shadows,
Involved with my thought catalogue, analogue, rap catalogue
Keep my distance, answer your resistance, hurt by persistance
The twisted web of tangled lies strangles my hope to waste and numbs the taste
And I'm forced to face these hate crimes against the state of being
Feeling the weightlessness pressing between the ceiling, reeling around room,
Riding a bubble of sound proof, it's the frequency making you
Shake-shake with every boom
Involuntary muscle contraction, ignoring and drinking musical gas field euphoria
The sound counts to make the dead to have you a head rush with red thoughts and said stuff.



Lyrics submitted by hybrid_one


And One (Outro) song meanings
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    General Comment:Well to me this ruins And One as a track, so I seperated the two on iTunes to two different songs and I like it much better. feel free to do the same if vice versa.
    Flag pastachickennugget42on May 11, 2010   Link
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    General Comment:How the hell is this supposed to be a "confession of how bad they are"? Even the messed up lyrics you posted couldn't possibly be interpreted as a confession. Also, if they were bad, why would they make a song about it.


    Anyway, this is my favorite part of And One, I think it's cool how the track continues but it becomes a whole other mini-track. The track's generally accepted title is "Cryptic" and i'm pretty sure it's just Mike freestyling.
    Flag ZOMBIE_LORD_77on July 09, 2007   Link
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    General Comment:Spit drips from the jaw o' the witless witness
    Cryptic colloquialism shifts the misfits
    Dark all I do embark the shadows
    Involved with my thought catalogue, analogue, rap catalogue
    Keep my distance and fear resistance, hurt by persistance
    That twisted web that tangles lies
    Strangles my hope to waste and numbs the taste
    And I'm forced to face these hate-crimes
    Against the state of being
    Feeling the weight-less-ness pressed 'tween tubes
    Feeling, readin' the round rules
    Riding a bubble o' sound proofin'
    The frequency making you
    Set, shake with every boom
    Involuntary muscle contraction
    In-orientation, drinkin' musical gas feel euphoria
    The sound pounds to make the dead flush
    To have you a head rush with red rhymes and s-ad stuff


    Get it right.

    Amazing ryhming though
    Flag Bane2on April 20, 2007   Link
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    General Comment:you all suck so bad here's a little future reference...DON'T POST LYRICS IF YOU DON'T KNOW THEM!!!!! these are the real lyrics to this part of the song.

    Spit drips from the jaw of the witless witness
    Cryptic colloquialism shifts your midrift
    Dark all I do embark the shadows
    Involved with my thought catalog, analogue, rap catalog
    Keep my distance, and fear resistance, hurt by persistance
    The twisted web of tangled lies
    Strangles my hope to waste and numbs the taste
    And I'm forced to face these hate crimes
    Against the state of being
    Feeling the weight- less -ness pressed between the ceiling
    Reeling around room
    Riding a bubble of sound proof
    It's the frequency making you
    S-Shake with every boom
    Involuntary muscle contraction
    Ignoring and drinking musical gas fume euphoria
    The sound pounds to make the dead flush
    To have you a head rush with red rhymes and said stuff
    Flag LickMySpatula00on December 05, 2006   Link
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    General Comment:here's the best i could do;

    Spit drips from the jaw of the witless witness
    Cryptic colloquialism shifts your midriff
    [???????????????????????!] shadows of smog with my
    Thought catalogue, analogue, rap catalogue
    Keep my distance and fear resistance
    Hurt by persistence, the twisted list of
    Tangled lies strangles my hope to waste and
    Numbs the taste, and I'm forced to face these
    Hate crimes against the state of being, feeling the
    Weightlessness, pressed between the ceiling, reeling
    Around rooms, riding a bubble of sound proof, it's the
    Frequency, making you shake with every move
    Involuntary muscle contraction, ignoring [??????!]
    [?????????????!!] musical gas, fume, euphoria
    The sound pounds to make the dead flush, to
    Have you a head rush, with read thoughts and said stuff
    Flag minutemanon October 13, 2006   Link
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    General Comment:LosEndos, you really need to find something better to d than post hateful messages on comment boards as if you think it will make a difference.
    I never knew this verse had a point, except that i can never understand mike when he raps. ^_^
    Flag kilalashinodaon August 07, 2006   Link
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    General Comment:sorry for the spelling mistakes, i should slow down when typing^_^
    Flag mandy^_^on September 17, 2005   Link
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    General Comment:we aren't here to laugh at people's mistakes or act like ignorant 'n00bs' or 'shitbricks' *cough* we aren't suppose to be, so why ruin a site, when nobody cares, sorry i had to waste my time, not commenting on the song, just hope people read this and i duno cop on...that's what this world needs, oh yeah and waste your 'linkin park sucks' somehwere else it's not apart of song meanings i know i know i didn't commetn on the song, but it's not the same, i'm challenging others:)i suppose you're suppse to have a disscusion, and mines's a piece od advice, if my comment seems anyway pointless and conderdicting, it wasn't mean to, and i hate starting rows so don't take it as one, this site us to annoy me with pointless argumeesnt on which band is the 'gayest' just don't waste your time, and hatred....i came back hoping this site had changed?.....?later people
    Flag mandy^_^on September 17, 2005   Link
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    General Comment:for a few seconds this seemed like an okay site. then i found n00bs like LosEndos, rat in a cage and hybrid 7. i have no clue of the meaning of this therefor i cannot interpret it.

    L8ers people
    Flag Kairenon April 08, 2005   Link
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    General Comment:"Spit drips from the jaw of the witless witness"

    "Cryptic colloquialism shifts your midriff"

    "Keep my distance and fear resistance hurt by persistence"

    "musical gas fume euphoria"

    "The sound pounds to make the dead flush to have you a head rush with red rhymes and said stuff"

    GET IT RIGHT
    Flag cut_and_bleedingon February 06, 2005   Link

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