Give It Hell - Yumi Zouma

Lyrics by：Christie Simpson/Josh Burgess/Olivia Campion/Charlie Ryder

Composed by：Christie Simpson/Josh Burgess/Olivia Campion/Charlie Ryder

Produced by：Christie Simpson/Josh Burgess/Olivia Campion/Charlie Ryder

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 preservation overflows

There'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

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

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

From those who you keep so dear

Don't give out I would shout all night to fight that fire here