Head-nodding soul rock with energetic drums, grooving bassline and bright male vocal; 100 bpm
Tired of roaming, blaming the blues Sitting round like I ain't got to choose Finding cover when I should find a cure Well I'm off of my knees I want more Then it comes like amazon rain Silent forces flooding my brain I look around and I wanna explore I'm a hound, never wanted it more Well rip it up and fall I'll start again Well rip it up and fall release the chains I'm old enough to know what kind of game Hold on, I'm running 'til I've made it Hold on, a million miles I'll make it Hold on, won't come to me I'll take it now No one told me I had a faith Kicking dust they sparkle and shake Never one for waging a war Well you see, yeah we've been here before Maybe was dumb, sold down the river Maybe a saint and maybe sinner I raid my soul and I'm ready to climb I'm a thief but I'm taking what's mine Well rip it up and fall I'll start again Well rip it up and fall release the chains I'm old enough to know what kind of game Look out! Hold on, I'm running 'til I've made it Hold on, a million miles I'll make it Hold on, won't come to me I'll take it now I can't even find a metaphor All I know is that I came before No other rips me out of grace When I see it standing face to face Yeah I'm tipping and I sway But I'm guided all the way Hold on, I'm running 'til I've made it Hold on, a million miles I'll make it Hold on, won't come to me I'll take it now