Hold Your Fire

I can count to ten, to tell who I am:
One for the road, two for the show,
Three to get money for what it's worth,
Five, six, seven and I hate myself – oh!
Wait till I get to 99.

You find yourself in a crowded place,
No one looks at you, you got no face,
Just a ghost, you're just a shade,
You're a wandering soul you're alone you know it man.

Shoot rest and fire again,
Cool down your anger man,
Stay here or run away,
Don't know how to hold your fire.

You got no words comin' out of your mouth,
And you see those fools you don't know where you are,
And when you say now I need to get up and drive,
You just do, wanna, burn the tires.

Shoot rest and fire again,
Cool down your anger man,
Stay here or run away,
Don't know how to hold your fire.

Better hold your fire.



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