🎵I've become so dumb, job less and depressed. Income so low, so much more fuckin' debt🎵    

     This one is kinda difficult to talk about, mainly because I don't know how to articulate myself in such a way in order to express the shitass melancholic feeling that this album is giving me after any play. I can say, however, that this album is really good, maybe even one of the best, and like always, you don't need me to tell you that.

      It's more or less the same thing you would expect from Linkin Park after Hybrid Theory, hard (and throbbing) rock coupled with angry, angsty, grown ass men rapping and yelling shit about fuck, but this time, it's a lil' different. it's a little emotional, a little more personal? I dunno, but the lyrics are not only able to put the "depresso in your espresso", but now they can turn your life into a comedy called "The life and times of *your name*" and put you directly into the 8th season of the show's depressive runtime (and skip you into episode 34).

      I'm saying all of this the emphasise the quality of this album's songs (even the demos and remixes, which I would argue that they are a bit better than the main songs in some ways), which have made me question the overall quality of my life so far in these past couple of years. Questions that, regretably, I have answers for, percentages and results that are being in the negatives. Stupid and dumb and gay things that I've done that I never wished to have done, people that I know of that I desperately need gone from my life, etc, still haunt me to this day, and at the time of writing this, I'm unable to do anything about it. I've come to the point where I can definitely say that I can relate to Linkin Park's lyrics, which is why I personally have a deep respect, admiration and overall appreciation for this album as it has helped me cope thru things.

      As for the quality of said songs, all I'm going to say is that if this album has made my hairy fat ass cry buckets then I believe it's worth knowing this album for it's impecable quality that it brings into your life. It's an album definitely worth your time and even money, because holy shit, it's that good. It's as good as a gourmet cake that was baked at a bakery in your town's ghetto by the ever-loving, sweet and innocent, local crack & weed dealer that his only way of expressing himself is through antipolical graffiti and baking.

       It’s a solid 10/10, trust me bro, you WILL want to listen to this album

Also, here’s the obligatory ’’RIP Chester Bennington (March 20, 1976 to July 20, 2017) just because

listen to it here