Pray (Put Em In the Dirt) - Hollywood Undead Written By:Griffin Boice/Johnny 3 Tears Born on the right side Of the wrong side I wear my f**king insides On my outsides You can see my heart beat It beats right through And till the day it stops I'm gonna motherf**king persecute Every single one of you I'm not alone I got the devil and he's coming too Coming through to straight motherf**king bury you Someone's gotta die and I'm f**king bulletproof I'm f**king bulletproof Let me tell you a story It's about a little kid Who never really understood Much of anything he did He had a chest full of heart And a body full of scars In a broke down house On a broken boulevard And he was faithless But he lived through all the hurt 'Cause every time he did He knew he got what he deserved Had to hold onto the fire Even if he had to burn Then the pain became the only way That he could ever learn So thankless But he knew that he could take this Everything then came apart So one day he could make this Song for the nameless The same tricks Hold up to my hand I'll show you scripture in these pages They're bulletproof Hold on hold tight It's not your turn to die yet So long goodnight There's not always tomorrow Hold on hold tight It's not your turn to die yet So long goodnight Goodnight goodnight Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Now it's your turn to die Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Feel the fire The heat the pyre The angel you know Is the devil admired Everything ends Like a voice in the choir Telling the truth To you motherf**king liars It's the comedown I know I gotta hold out Can't f**king fold down The mirror says I sold out God had a vision And that vision is me And I hold it in my heart Every second that I breathe So holy ghost Hold me please I don't need These needful things What are these songs That I'll need I see this image When I dream So I'm living 'cause It's the only motherf**king thing I got 'Cause I'm motherf**king three And you're motherf**king not I got a motherf**king gun And the motherf**ker's cocked And I'll put it to my head Until a motherf**ker drops So thankless But he knew that he could take this Everything then came apart So one day he could make this Song for the nameless The same tricks Hold up to my hand I'll show you scripture in these pages They're bulletproof Hold on hold tight it's not your turn to die yet So long goodnight there's not always tomorrow Hold on hold tight it's not your turn to die yet So long goodnight goodnight goodnight Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Now it's your turn to die Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Most men lead lives in quiet desperation Eventually that desperation has to end But first Head back to the crucifix The sentence will come to pass Now it's your time to die Put you in the dirt put you in the dirt Put you in the dirt put you in the dirt Now it's your turn to die Put you in the dirt put you in the dirt Put you in the dirt put you in the dirt Now it's your turn to die put you in the dirt Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Feel the fire then heat the pyre And each of you now is the devil admire Everything ends like a voice in the choir Telling the truth to you motherf**king liars It's the calm down I know I gotta hold out Can't f**king fall down the mirror says I sold out God had a vision and that vision is me And I hold it in my heart every second that I breathe So holy ghost hold me please I don't need these needful things What are these songs that I'll need I see this image when I dream So I'm in this and it's the only motherf**king thing I got 'Cause I'm only f**king three and you're motherf**king not I got a motherf**king gun and the motherf**ker's cocked And I'll point it at my head until a motherf**ker drops So faithless but he knew that he could take this Everything then came apart so one day he could make this Song for the nameless the same tricks Hold up to my hand I'll show you scripture in these pages They're bulletproof Hold on hold tight it's not your turn to die yet So long goodnight there's not always tomorrow Hold on hold tight it's not your turn to die yet So long goodnight goodnight goodnight Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Now it's your turn to die Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Johnny 3 is gonna put you in the dirt Most men lead lives in quiet desperation Eventually that desperation has to end But first Head back to the crucifix The sentence will come to pass Now it's your time to die Put you in the dirt put you in the dirt Put you in the dirt put you in the dirt Now it's your turn to die Put you in the dirt put you in the dirt Put you in the dirt put you in the dirt Now it's your turn to die编辑于2021/04/07更新