Hold It Down

Soon out on your own
In any place you can call home
Sure ain’t how you do
Not allowed a point of view
Wouldn’t it be good to say
Wouldn’t it be good to say
No matter how hard you try
You couldn’t even buy a lie
Hold it, hold it down
Hold it, hold it down
You never get to know too much
So what’s the point in earning trust?
Even when it’s house on fire
There’ll come a day you’re called a liar
Wouldn’t it be good to say
Wouldn’t it be good to say
You were never born a clown
But something has to hold it down
Hold it, hold it down
Hold it, hold it down
Hold it, hold it down
Hold it, hold it down
Hold it, hold it down
Hold it, hold it down
Hold it, hold it down
Hold it, hold it down