The Other Side
You can't crush me I'm made of steel
I leaned on the devil made a sweet heart deal
(don't tell anybody)
I'll danced through heaven
I'll strut through hell
(Oh ya, she liked it)
I've partied with the angels
Secrets I can't tell
I said
Hey I'm not scared to die wait I lied
I'd rather drink with you
I said
Hey raise your glass with mine
It's time to toast the end of life
Fuck You
Fuck You
Let's go cause we're leaving
Gettin' out this place
The stress I'm feeling needs to be erased
Got a bottle of tequila
My guitar's been strung
Put the top down woman
L.A. here we come
I said
Hey I'm not scared to die wait I lied
I'd rather drink with you
I said
Hey raise your glass with mine
It's time to toast the end of life
Fuck You
Fuck You
Lost a couple of brothers
Too young, too soon
I said goodbye to our sister
Fuck cancer too
And ya, I know a crack head
Lived til 85
It's always gonna kill me how some live some will die
I said
Hey I'm not scared to die wait I lied
I'd rather drink with you
I said
Hey raise your glass with mine
It's time to toast the end of life
Fuck You
Fuck You
Living hard, praying hard everyday
Never giving a shit what people say
Can keep kicking life in the teeth this way
God don't want to hear it from you
I said
Hey raise your glass with mine
It's time to toast the end of life
Fuck You
You, You, You, You, YOUUUU
I leaned on the devil made a sweet heart deal
(don't tell anybody)
I'll danced through heaven
I'll strut through hell
(Oh ya, she liked it)
I've partied with the angels
Secrets I can't tell
I said
Hey I'm not scared to die wait I lied
I'd rather drink with you
I said
Hey raise your glass with mine
It's time to toast the end of life
Fuck You
Fuck You
Let's go cause we're leaving
Gettin' out this place
The stress I'm feeling needs to be erased
Got a bottle of tequila
My guitar's been strung
Put the top down woman
L.A. here we come
I said
Hey I'm not scared to die wait I lied
I'd rather drink with you
I said
Hey raise your glass with mine
It's time to toast the end of life
Fuck You
Fuck You
Lost a couple of brothers
Too young, too soon
I said goodbye to our sister
Fuck cancer too
And ya, I know a crack head
Lived til 85
It's always gonna kill me how some live some will die
I said
Hey I'm not scared to die wait I lied
I'd rather drink with you
I said
Hey raise your glass with mine
It's time to toast the end of life
Fuck You
Fuck You
Living hard, praying hard everyday
Never giving a shit what people say
Can keep kicking life in the teeth this way
God don't want to hear it from you
I said
Hey raise your glass with mine
It's time to toast the end of life
Fuck You
You, You, You, You, YOUUUU
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Blais, Chris Holmes, Scott Holmes, David Sinewitz, Robert John Higgins
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