[Verse 1]

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

Slay em', leave em' laying on the pavement 

Bang, fade to black





[Chorus]

In the wastelands of today, 

When 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

In the wastelands of today





[Verse 2]

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 you 

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 not negotiation

Y'all can hate and wait and see





[Chorus x2] 





And your hope turns into fear

In the wastelands of today

In the wastelands of today

In the wastelands of today











Track 6 on Linkin Park’s sixth studio album, The Hunting Party

Written by Linkin Park 

Produced by co-lead vocalist Mike Shinoda and Brad Delson

Published by Warner Bros. Records Inc.