Strapping Young Lad Wrong side Lyrics
            Woke up screaming on the wrong side of the head
            Dreaming of demons who'd be better off, better off dead
            Now I know I'm accountable for the things I've said before
            But I just can't shut up, shut up, shut up and get out, get out, get out, get out the door
        
            So let's sing volumes for the souls that aren't for sale
            Indeed lately there's been hell hounds on my trail
        
            Woke up screaming on the wrong side of the Zen
            So get up, get up, get up, get up
            Get up, get up, get up and say the word
        
            Say the word and I'll be gone (x2)
        
            Say the word and I'll be gone forever and ever
            (Get up, get out, get up, get out, get up, get out, get up, get out)
            Singing the good for the bad in the age of the fall
            Now the enemy plays for the whole f___ing world
        
            (Solo 1 - Dev/Solo 2 - Jed)
        
            Sooner or later
            The nights with the satyr
            Will bring back the memory
            Leaving you money and time
        
            Sweet locomotive
            With you as the motive
            The beauty the agony
            Mixes the honey with grime
        
            Sly imitator
            The cats in the cradle
            The dogs in the stable
            Will always remain on your mind
        
            Sooner or later
            It comes to the table
            Reminding them all
            That the memory always was mine
        
            Wake up running in the only way I can
            This type of dependency turns a boy into a man
        
            Now I know I'm accountable
            Now I know I'm responsable
            No peace for you, little man
        
            Say the word and I'll be gone (x2)
        
            Say the word and I'll be gone forever and ever
            (Get up, get out, get up, get out, get up, get out, get up, get out)
        
            Singing the good for the bad in the age of the fall
            (Singing the good for the bad in the age of the fall)
            Singing the good for the bad in the age of the fall
            Now the enemy plays for the whole f___ing world
        
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