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• Artiste: Calabrese
• Titre: History Of Nothing
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Stranger with no face, The prey looms near, you don't recognize. I'm anonymous, As I wait and wait and wait for you To come close. Whoa, I am the one pressing in the shadows. Whoa, in the alleyways, the history of nothing. I only know the roads to assassinate, killing like the gallows. Whoa, I am no man. Eyes bulging, Of puppets strangled by their strings. You're a pawn, a domino, To be knocked down just like those who've come before. You know you will. Whoa, I am the one pressing in the shadows. Whoa, in the alleyways, the history of nothing. I only know the roads to assassinate, killing like the gallows. Whoa, I am no man. Autopsy scar of a Hollywood death, Machines of crime at the jugular vein, Las Vegas [?], highway of blood, With no easy way out, Hell is coming down. Whoa, I am the one pressing in the shadows. Whoa, in the alleyways, the history of nothing. I only know the roads to assassinate, killing like the gallows. Whoa, I am no man.