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Hollywood Undead

Shout at the Devil

He's the wolf screaming lonely in the night

He's the blood stain on the stage

He's the tear in your eye been tempted by his lie

He's the knife in your back, he's rage

He's the razor to the knife

Oh, lonely is our lives

My heads spinnin' round and round

But in the seasons of wither

We'll stand and deliver

Be strong and laugh and

Shout, shout, shout

Shout at the devil

He'll be the love in your eyes

He'll be the blood between your thighs

And then have you cry for more

He'll put strength to the test

He'll put the thrill back in bed

Sure you've heard it all before

He'll be the risk in the kiss

Might be anger on your lips

Might run scared for the door

But in seasons of wither

We'll stand and deliver

Be strong and laugh and

Shout, shout, shout

Shout at the devil

He'll be the love in your eyes

He'll be the blood between your thighs

And then have you cry for more

He'll put strength to the test

He'll put the thrill back in bed

Sure you've heard it all before

He'll be the risk in the kiss

Might be anger on your lips

Might run scared for the door

But in seasons of wither

We'll stand and deliver

Be strong and laugh and