R.I.P. Chester Bennington

Man, fairwell to the singer of Linkin Park, one of the first bands I actually knew every word of every song on their first two albums. Chester made me believe I could sing by just yelling at the top of my lungs but it never sounded as good as him. Suicide is a serious topic and should never be played with. Im rocking out to Hybrid Theory as I type this up in total disbelief. 

Rest In Paradise Chester.

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