Labels:text | screenshot | font OCR: Death Row Buzzers going off, alarms sounding, All you hear is noise, and the sound of people pounding. Cuffs on the hands, shackles on the feet, The pigs have caught you this time, your going down in defeat. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, Your cell opens up and you are tossed inside. The cell is so dark, so small, so cold, You have no one to talk to, to love or to hold. Your head starts to pound, your blood starts to flow, You know where you are, you are on Death Row. Lit By Hammer [Nitro]
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