Vroeger dacht ik altijd dat het wel over zou gaan — mijn voorliefde voor de wat harde muziek bedoel ik — Maar pushing forty heb ik mijn Metallica, Rammstein en Tool CD’s nog steeds niet aan de dijk gezet. Sterker nog, al dagen luister ik ongeveer constant naar Linkin Park’s Minutes to Midnight.

Okay, het is geen ruggegraat-vermorzelende of trommelvlies-scheurende metal. Maar voor een net-niet-bejaarde is het crossover hiphop/metal geluid van Linkin Park toch redelijk luid.

Bijkomend extragratis voordeel als je zelf de wat schreeuwerige muzieksmaken op je iPod hebt staan … de vlekken schieten niet meteen in je nek als je kroost op televisie doorzapt naar MTV of TMF waar net Bleed it out voorbij komt. Integendeel, je blèrt gewoon lekker een stukje mee:

Here we go for the hundredth time
Hand grenade pins in every line
Throw ‘em up and let something shine
Going out of my fucking mind
Filthy mouth, no excuse
Find a new place to hang this noose
String me up from atop these roofs
Knot it tight so I won’t get loose
Truth is you can stop and stare
Bled myself out and no one cares
Dug a trench out, laid down there
With a shovel up out to reach somewhere
Yeah someone pour it in
Make it a dirt dance floor again
Say your prayers and stomp it out
When they bring that chorus in

I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
Just to throw it away
Just to throw it away

I bleed it out
Go, stop the show
Choppy words and a sloppy flow
Shotgun opera, lock and load
Cock it back and then watch it go
Mama help me, I’ve been cursed
Death is rolling in every verse
Candy paint on his brand new hearse
Can’t contain him, he knows he works
Fuck this hurts, I won’t lie
Doesn’t matter how hard I try

Half the words don’t mean a thing
And I know that I won’t be satisfied
So why, try ignoring him
Make it a dirt dance floor again
Say your prayers and stomp it out
When they bring that chorus in

I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
Just to throw it away
Just to throw it away

I bleed it out
I’ve opened up these scars
I’ll make you face this
I pulled myself so far
I’ll make you face this now

I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
Just to throw it away
Just to throw it away

I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
Just to throw it away
Just to throw it away

I bleed it out
I bleed it out
I bleed it out