Sam Fender - Hold Out

Cab lines fill up with hot headed hard boysCapering from the standShivering lovers sharing coats and one linersAwaiting the late night danceFriday hyenas laughing and wheezingSmoking the cheapest brandStill off my feet, I’ll be numbing the feelingTill I know how to safely landThe night is so longI know that you hear meHoney, I can’t hold outThe night is so longI know that you hear meHoney, I can’t hold outUsual suspects cutting dirt for their troubleSee them painting the old town redThis misadventure temporarily helpsUntil I’m lying awake in bedThe night is so longI know that you hear meHoney, I can’t hold outThe night is so longI know that you hear meHoney, I can’t, can’t, can’t hold outThe nightThe night is so longI know that you hear meHoney, I can’t hold outThe night is so longI know that you hear meHoney, I can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t hold out