Stop trading
Youth for gaining
We're out here losing
Our minds daily
So go on and sedate me
I'm not your fucking baby
Welcome to the world of pocket love and lies
La la, la la la la, la la
It's just something that you hold on to
La la, la la la la, la la
Just something that you hold on
Something that you hold on to
Supersonic
Embryonic
Gotta love it gotta wan' it
Freezing kinda feels a little new
In your monochromic outerwear
Crucifix and solitaire
Paints a pretty picture
Where
The boy blues had another mare
La la, la la la la, la la
It's just something that you hold on to
La la, la la la la, la la
Just something that you hold on
Something that you hold on to
Harry met his maker
When he wanted to be famous
Blames his luck on the old
Now hе's an estate agent
Cashing chеques from his basement
Does the Macarena
On a cradle in your four-story home
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