Hold On - Friendly Fires

It seems like I’ve been here before tonight

It seems like I’ve been here before

I’d like to TV, talk, and advertise

We peddle candy door to door

And hold tight;

don’t make no plans

And don’t talk;

don’t say no words

And be still;

now move like this

And hold on;

until it kills

And hold on

And hold tight

And hold on

And hold tight

And hold on

And hold tight

And hold on

And hold tight

Why do the good things happen in the past?

Streamline the news and trim the fat

I love the city but I hate my job

And this old city loves me back

It’s like a screen inside a screen

They can trace it through the night into the church

It seems it’s never going to end

Until our life cuts through the air into the womb

And hold tight;

don’t say no words

And don’t talk;

give me no word

And be still;

now move like this

And hold on;

until the kills

And hold on

And hold tight

And hold on

And hold tight

And hold on

And hold tight

And hold on

And hold tight

It’s like…

It’s like a…

It’s like it’s never…

It’s like a screen inside a screen

It’s like it’s never going to end

And hold on

And hold tight

And hold on

And hold tight