Strapping Young Lad
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S.Y.L.

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Page type: lyric reference Artist: Strapping Young Lad Canonical path: /strapping-young-lad/syl Related lyric paths: 6
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S.Y.L.

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I am the coming of a new age

Past your shit by far

I was a puzzle in your sick life

But will never be a piece anymore

Because I worked through your fucking bullshit

And I worked through your fucking lies

Now I'm working on the edge

With a thousand times the stress

So I can damn you down to size

I worked in your fucking warehouse

I worked in your fucking dream

I worked on the edge of the product community

And found that nothing's what it seemed

I fucking hate you

Devy worked in the corner of the piss yard

Bored and plagued by pain

Devy got a taste of the corporate community

And never went back again

I worked for you fucking bastards

I worked for your fucking lies

I went and pissed away too may fucking opportunities

To try and make you fuckers feel right

And I fucking hate you

I am the coming of a new age

Stained we still stand tall

I am the coming of a new age

And I will never fall

I bear the questions of a new time

Seen but never heard

I've seen the comings of a new time, get ready

Coz here it comes

Pushing your incompetance

And racial views aside

And never now

Until death again, is there anywhere to hide

It starts here my friends

My brothers and sisters

The courage to show what is brave, and not to be weakened

To stand it through, by any length

To look into the eyes

And have the strength of men who say fuck you

I won't do what you tell me

I don't care who you are

I'll never stop believing

And I'll never be the one who takes the heat in the name

Of the remorse that isn't pushed into a hole

Waiting now, and packing down

Into the open spaces we must go and not be frightened

As children we came

As children we go

So never look behind you, never look behind, fuck you

It isn't a decision

It's a sign of greater things

And a loss will never matter

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