Holding Out Hope
Holding out hope
Hope for a brighter day
I'm getting too old to play those silly games
You say you know a girl who knows a guy who knows a girl at the record company
Can you find my sex appeal and sell it to the people?
Sell it to the people
You picked up your guitar as a lonely child
It suddenly became your whole life
You and your friends you used to play
Hoping for a brighter day
What can I say? Get in line
Holding out hope
Hope for a brighter day
I'm getting too old to play those silly games
You say you know a guy who knows a girl who knows a guy
at the record company
What can I say?
You can play bars and weddings, smaller settings
Nothing too extraordinary
Sell your art for a couple pennies
Or daydream at your dayjob,
scrolling through the nightmare
You and your friends you used to play
But now you're too old for games
Holding out hope
hope for a brighter day
I'm getting too old to play those silly games
You say you know a guy who knows a girl who fucks a guy at the record company
What can I say, can you find my sex appeal?
Sell it to the...
Find my sex appeal
Sell it to the people
Find my sex appeal
Sell it to the, oh people
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Sell it to the people