Calabrese History Of Nothing Lyrics

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 alleyways
The history of nothing
Whoa, 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 alleyways
The history of nothing
Whoa, 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 loser, highway blood
With no easy way out
Hell is coming down

Whoa, I am the one, pressing in the shadows
Whoa, In alleyways
The history of nothing
Whoa, I only know the roads, to assassinate
Killing like the gallows
Whoa, I am, no man
Whoa-whoa-whoa