Uh!
This is war with no weapons, marching with no stepping
Murder with no killing, illin' every direction
First, no sequel, do the math, no equal
A John with no Yoko
More power, less people
And no, I'm not afraid of that, print in your paperback
Every rapper's made in fact, to act as a delayed attack
Every phrase a razor blade, that's saved until they play it back
To slay em leave em laying on the pavement, bang, fade to black!
[Refrain]
In the wastelands of today,
Where there's nothing left to lose,
And there's nothing more to take,
But you force yourself to choose,
In the wastelands of today,
Where tomorrow disappears
While the future slips away,
And your hope turns into fear,
In the wastelands of today!
Roll credits, you get it, the show's done,
They're talking for just talking, but meaning, they got none,
None of 'em come proper, they talk like a shotgun
But how many got bred with integrity, not one
So no, I'm not afraid to see these suckers hold a blade to me,
Ain't no way to shake the ground I built before you came to be,
Take it how you take it, I'm the opposite of vacancy,
And this is not negotiation, y'all can hate and wait and see!
[Refrain]
In the wastelands of today,
Where there's nothing left to lose,
And there's nothing more to take,
But you force yourself to choose,
In the wastelands of today,
Where tomorrow disappears
While the future slips away,
And your hope turns into fear,
And your hope turns into fear,
In the wastelands of today!
[Refrain]
In the wastelands of today,
Where there's nothing left to lose,
And there's nothing more to take,
But you force yourself to choose,
In the wastelands of today,
When tomorrow disappears
While the future slips away,
And your hope turns into fear,
And your hope turns into fear,
In the wastelands of today!
In the wastelands of today!
In the wastelands of today!
Writer(s): Mike Shinoda, Chester Charles Bennington, Joseph Hahn, Brad Delson, Robert G. Bourdon, David Farrell
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