when you’re almost famous
on the backside of your mind
and there’s no one blameless
you’re bound for the small time
when you’re roaming aimless
lost out in a rhyme
you lay your heart on the line
you gotta hold out, hold out for
hold out, hold out for love
here comes the night again
shaking hands like old friends
you’ve seen so many from these rooms
four walls a bathroom stall
two tones of grey and blue
you hear the sound of shuffling shoes
you gotta hold out, hold out for
hold out, hold out for love
a thousand miles from home
and a million miles from you
a thousand thoughts in a row
i don’t know where those thoughts are going to
shooting star over a tennessee town
the whole world makes a wish too
you got two kinds of living
the public and the private eye
pulled in two directions
the ground below and the sky
i keep on asking questions
the answers coming back in double time
a neighbourhood watch out for spies
you gotta hold out, hold out for
hold out, hold out for love
The metal’s band revelatory new record crosses genres and styles, effortlessly combining seemingly incompatible subgenres. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2024