Cross Canadian Ragweed - Other Side Lyrics

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Other Side

Other Side Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Other Side By Cross Canadian Ragweed?
Gettin' tired of looking over my shoulder
Tired of walkin' around alone Gettin' used to myself gettin' older But not accustomed to getting' spit on I've been takin' too much lately And myself not takin' my share So watch out steppin' stone walkin' over me People I've had it up to here Spent my whole life lookin' back Not lookin' ahead to see Trying to keep my feet on track Doin' what was expected of me Kick my shoes off so they can't trace me Leave no forwarding address Before they all drive me crazy And I leave 'em all in a bloody mess I've gotta ride Fly high Everybody gonna eat my dust I gotta move so I won't rust Got me a one way ticket to the other side And I gotta ride Maybe folks will think I'm dead Maybe even change my name Maybe they'll forget about me Forget that I ever came I'll come back one day just watch me Back when I think I deserve You know they're all gonna drive me Yeah they're gonna drive me to a ball of nerves I've gotta ride Fly high Everybody gonna eat my dust I gotta move so I won't rust Got me a one way ticket to the other side And I gotta ride I've gotta ride Fly high Everybody gonna eat my dust I gotta move so I won't rust Got me a one way ticket to the other side And I gotta ride |
Who Wrote Other Side By Cross Canadian Ragweed?
Cody Jay Canada
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What's The Duration Of The Other Side By Cross Canadian Ragweed?The duration of Other Side is 4:53 minutes and seconds. |
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