作词 : Chester Charles Bennington/Bradford Philip Delson
作曲 : Chester Charles Bennington/Bradford Philip Delson
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
John with no Yoko
More power less people
And no I'm not afraid of that
Print in your paperback
Every rap is made in fact
To act as a delayed attack
Every phrase a razor blade
that's saved until they play it back
To slay and leave 'em
laying on the pavement
Bang
Fade to black
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 shot gun
But how many
got bred with integrity
Not one
So no, I'm not afraid to see you
suckers hold a blade to me
Ain't a 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
Ya'll can hate and wait and see
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
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!
In the wastelands of today!
In the wastelands of today!