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Blank Ammunition

from Home is Where You Hate It by The Challenged

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Well It looks to me like something's changed
And the ground we walk on isn't as sacred
You're fading in the light
Your energy is dying
You used to be such a vibrant kid
A left-wing activist journalist
But you don't believe in the cause
And deep inside I know you're lost
Head over heels into a confession booth
Wasting another Saturday Afternoon
But I really don't wanna be
A nostalgic guilt trip now
I'm sick and tired of the same aspirations
Liquefied diets of blank ammunition
And I'm sick of just words
And not one single action
And we're all shooting blanks Once Again
Squeeze the life out of the last believer
Whose standing on a hill amongst a nuclear winter
And he say's "I think there's hope"

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from Home is Where You Hate It, released June 4, 2005

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"your favorite 90's punk records eaten by a wild hog and excreted into a Brooklyn alley." NYC punk rock since 2001.

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