3od - Anaheim Lyrics

Welcome to the penitentiary
To live and die an enemy
Of my family
Forever you will never be
Free from the demon
Lurking in your dreams
Aye it’s me
I’m the nightmare
Waiting down on center street
The silence
Is so violent
There’s a riot
Breaking out inside of me
To live a life with all this grief
I can’t believe
It’s happening
He better see
What’s left in me
The darkness
And a bloody scene
An emptiness that’s trapped in me
We all live in a fucked up system
The children are in the worst position
Running reckless on the streets
You got a death wish
Sentenced flesh for flesh
Remorse is not something that you will get from me you broke a family
Curse your name you fucking snake
I hope you rot inside that cell
While you pray for your own salvation
Dead city no pity
Dont you see that you’re a joke
Uncanny
How you manage
Runinn your mouth
Like a child now
Cold blooded killer
Beat a man just for the thrill
Left him bludgeoned beaten battered
Now you pay the lives ya shattered
The blood is on your hands
The blood is on your hands
The blood is
The blood is
The blood is
The blood is
Soon you’ll be turning in your grave
Just a string of numbers
No longer have a fucking name
Gave yourself up dumb motherfucker
Up for days on end
Don’t pretend for the plea
Sit your ass down and rot in a puddle of your own piss
Don’t fuckin’ trust the ones that claim to be your brother
Night Enders til the sky fall black
Under covers never wonder
Why the fuck you sick cunt
Never worry cos you’re gone
Never cry coz I won

Welcome to the penitentiary
To live and die an enemy
Of my family
Forever you will never be
Free from the demon
Lurking in your dreams
Aye it’s me
I’m the nightmare
Waiting down on center street
The silence
Is so violent
There’s a riot
Breaking out inside of me
To live a life with all this grief
I can’t believe
It’s happening
He better see
What’s left in me
The darkness
And a bloody scene
An emptiness that’s trapped in me
We all live in a fucked up system
The children are in the worst position
Running reckless on the streets
You got a death wish
Sentenced flesh for flesh
Remorse is not something that you will get from me you broke a family
Curse your name you fucking snake
I hope you rot inside that cell
While you pray for your own salvation
Dead city no pity
Dont you see that you’re a joke
Uncanny
How you manage
Runinn your mouth
Like a child now
Cold blooded killer
Beat a man just for the thrill
Left him bludgeoned beaten battered
Now you pay the lives ya shattered
The blood is on your hands
The blood is on your hands
The blood is
The blood is
The blood is
The blood is
Soon you’ll be turning in your grave
Just a string of numbers
No longer have a fucking name
Gave yourself up dumb motherfucker
Up for days on end
Don’t pretend for the plea
Sit your ass down and rot in a puddle of your own piss
Don’t fuckin’ trust the ones that claim to be your brother
Night Enders til the sky fall black
Under covers never wonder
Why the fuck you sick cunt
Never worry cos you’re gone
Never cry coz I won