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• Artiste: Yumi Zouma
• Titre: Give It Hell
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I'm no wire on a white horse But I'm wondering if I'm good enough Your struggle is a sleek grief sold out front I'm no slugger of the backstreets Tell me why they gotta vouch for me They're still moving to the backseat, one by one So don't omit holding on When moving against these years Give it hell, don't just sell on signs you know what rightful is And when you hear hope is gone From those who you keep so dear Don't give out, I would shout all night to fight that fire here When you said you couldn't stand this So pretentious, like I planned it all Your silent prеservation overflows Therе's an echo in the hallway Shouting louder at an open door Nassau back to Metro, lost your clothes So don't omit holding on When moving against these years Give it hell, don't just sell on signs you know what rightful is And when you hear hope is gone (And when you hear hope is gone) From those who you keep so dear Don't give out, I would shout all night to fight that fire here Thought I missed your call But I was only dreaming Selfish, cruel and cold For making other plans Could only ask for help In ways that were revealing Couldn't thank myself if I fail to react So don't omit holding on When moving against these years Give it hell, don't just sell on signs you know what rightful is And when you hear hope is gone (And when you hear hope is gone) From those who you keep so dear Don't give out, I would shout all night to fight that fire here