Field Day

Inclination is my drug
Finding space between the logic and the hunch
Tell your folks, and grab your smokes we'll come undone
Ride the wave where it's begun

Hold on (Hold on)
We're getting close
Hold on (Hold on)
Don't let go
Hold on (Hold on)
To the rope
Hold on (Hold on)
Don't let go

I'm wrapped around your finger
Plead the fifth and I recall our time alone
I'll take the bribe, if you describe, just what it's for
Shaking down right to my core

Hold on (Hold on)
We're getting close
Hold on (Hold on)
Don't let go
Hold on (Hold on)
To the rope
Hold on (Hold on)
Don't let go

Someone try to make me
Someone try to wake me
Don't you try to fake me
Coincide, don't drain me

Hold on (Hold on)
We're getting close
Hold on (Hold on)
Don't let go
Hold on (Hold on)
To the rope
Hold on (Hold on)
Don't let go

Hold on (Hold on)
Hold on (Hold on)
Hold on (Hold on)
Hold on
Don't let go



Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel John Wateski, Weslley Braga, Gregorio Edward Serrato, Ryan Van Abeele
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