Ammunition
No you never felt
But you faked it well
Never felt like this
But you gave it lip service
You gave them a gun
Left me nowhere to run
The mold took a fall
You gave it away
You gave it away
You gave in to them
Now you're just ammunition
You're an empty shell
You're an empty shell
You're an empty shell
But you think you're loaded
Gave them a gun
Left me nowhere to run
The glue never held
You faked it well
But you think you're loaded
Left me nowhere to run
The glue never held
How did you fake it so well?
How did you fake it so well?
when all you are is empty?
You gave them
You gave them
Ammunition
Ammunition
Ammunition
You gave them a gun
Said, "here you go, point it at him. I don't want to play anymore."
Ammunition
Ammunition
You're an empty shell
But you faked it well
You never felt like this
But you gave it...
You're an empty shell
But you faked it so well
You never felt like this
But you gave it...
You gave them a gun
Said, "here you go, point it at him. I don't want to play anymore."
Ammunition
Ammunition
Good thing you're just an empty shell
that thinks it's loaded.
But you're empty
You're empty
But you faked it well
Never felt like this
But you gave it lip service
You gave them a gun
Left me nowhere to run
The mold took a fall
You gave it away
You gave it away
You gave in to them
Now you're just ammunition
You're an empty shell
You're an empty shell
You're an empty shell
But you think you're loaded
Gave them a gun
Left me nowhere to run
The glue never held
You faked it well
But you think you're loaded
Left me nowhere to run
The glue never held
How did you fake it so well?
How did you fake it so well?
when all you are is empty?
You gave them
You gave them
Ammunition
Ammunition
Ammunition
You gave them a gun
Said, "here you go, point it at him. I don't want to play anymore."
Ammunition
Ammunition
You're an empty shell
But you faked it well
You never felt like this
But you gave it...
You're an empty shell
But you faked it so well
You never felt like this
But you gave it...
You gave them a gun
Said, "here you go, point it at him. I don't want to play anymore."
Ammunition
Ammunition
Good thing you're just an empty shell
that thinks it's loaded.
But you're empty
You're empty
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Rusnak, Keith Huckins, Timothy Singer, Andrew Gormley
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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