Ammunition کے بول

All the wars that I have waged Fell apart at the seams But the hope for absolution is buried in the past ‘Cause I can breathe it in the air Way above the whispers It’s the time of the season again To aim high, cut deep, and run fast Until I get somewhere Brave new world My ammunition is still the same I’m not apologizing Anymore My ammunition My ammunition Every line across my face Has been carved in too deep I went around the sun and back too many times before As I’m yearning deep within For a new beginning It’s the time of the season again To aim high, cut deep, and run fast Until I get somewhere Brave new world My ammunition is still the same I’m not apologizing Anymore My ammunition My ammunition As I roam through the inside I swear I’m never gonna stop ‘til I get to the core Never gonna stop ‘cause it’s not like before I’ll just aim high, cut deep, and run fast Until I get somewhere