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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brad Delson
Brad Delson
Background Vocals
Rob Bourdon
Rob Bourdon
Drums
Chester Bennington
Chester Bennington
Lead Vocals
Dave Farrell
Dave Farrell
Bass Guitar
Joe Hahn
Joe Hahn
DJ
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brad Delson
Brad Delson
Songwriter
Joe Hahn
Joe Hahn
Songwriter
Rob Bourdon
Rob Bourdon
Songwriter
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Songwriter
Chester Bennington
Chester Bennington
Songwriter
Dave Farrell
Dave Farrell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brad Delson
Brad Delson
Producer
Rich Morales
Rich Morales
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Alejandro Baima
Alejandro Baima
Assistant Engineer
Brendan Dekora
Brendan Dekora
Assistant Engineer
Jennifer Langdon
Jennifer Langdon
Assistant Engineer
Robert "Rob" Siers Cavallo
Robert "Rob" Siers Cavallo
Co-Producer
Jerry Johnson
Jerry Johnson
Drum Technician
Josh Newell
Josh Newell
Editing Engineer
Ethan Mates
Ethan Mates
Engineer
Warren Willis
Warren Willis
Equipment Technician
Emily Lazar
Emily Lazar
Mastering Engineer
Andy Wallace
Andy Wallace
Mixing Engineer
Delbert "Del" Bowers
Delbert "Del" Bowers
Recording Engineer
Paul Suarez
Paul Suarez
Recording Engineer
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Producer

Lyrics

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 John with no Yoko, more power, less people And no, I'm not afraid of that, print it 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 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 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, y'all 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
Writer(s): Mike Shinoda, Bradford Delson, Robert Bourdon, Chester Bennington, Joseph Hahn, David Farrell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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