Hold On
Hold on
I'm barely hanging onto myself anymore
'Cause all I see is the darkness ahead
It's staring back at me
When I tried my best to find my place in this life, I've been bestowed upon
For the past three years of life, I've never felt this way before
Everything that I've done has left me feeling torn
And I tried, oh, I've tried to find the meaning and the purpose in my life
But all I ever found was a blind light
Don't wake me if I'm dreaming
'Cause life feels like a weight tied to my ankles in the deep end
Is this what you call sinking?
Help me find the ground beneath my feet before I hit the fucking concrete
(I'm starting to disintegrate)
When ticking at this pace, there's nowhere to retrace
At this pace, I'm starting to disintegrate
So much for so much more, closed every open door
At this point, there's nothing left worth fighting for
Hold on
I'm going round and round in circles
Chasing the wind, they tell me, "Just hold on"
If they only knew how much I've been through
They'd probably eat their tongues
They always tell me that I'll feel better if I just hold on a little longer
But I've grown tired of waiting, anticipating
What will go wrong next, I need a savior now
Fire!
When ticking at this pace, there's nowhere to retrace
At this pace, I'm starting to disintegrate
So much for so much more, closed every open door
At this point, there's nothing left worth fighting for
There's no afterglow and nothing feels like home
When you're stuck in the undertow
So much for so much more, close every open door
At this point, there's nothing left worth fighting for
They always tell me that I'll feel better if I just hold on a little longer
But I've grown tired of waiting, anticipating
What will go wrong next, I need a savior now
(Nothing left worth fighting for)
(Nothing left worth fighting for)
(Nothing left worth fighting for)
I'm barely hanging onto myself anymore
'Cause all I see is the darkness ahead
It's staring back at me
When I tried my best to find my place in this life, I've been bestowed upon
For the past three years of life, I've never felt this way before
Everything that I've done has left me feeling torn
And I tried, oh, I've tried to find the meaning and the purpose in my life
But all I ever found was a blind light
Don't wake me if I'm dreaming
'Cause life feels like a weight tied to my ankles in the deep end
Is this what you call sinking?
Help me find the ground beneath my feet before I hit the fucking concrete
(I'm starting to disintegrate)
When ticking at this pace, there's nowhere to retrace
At this pace, I'm starting to disintegrate
So much for so much more, closed every open door
At this point, there's nothing left worth fighting for
Hold on
I'm going round and round in circles
Chasing the wind, they tell me, "Just hold on"
If they only knew how much I've been through
They'd probably eat their tongues
They always tell me that I'll feel better if I just hold on a little longer
But I've grown tired of waiting, anticipating
What will go wrong next, I need a savior now
Fire!
When ticking at this pace, there's nowhere to retrace
At this pace, I'm starting to disintegrate
So much for so much more, closed every open door
At this point, there's nothing left worth fighting for
There's no afterglow and nothing feels like home
When you're stuck in the undertow
So much for so much more, close every open door
At this point, there's nothing left worth fighting for
They always tell me that I'll feel better if I just hold on a little longer
But I've grown tired of waiting, anticipating
What will go wrong next, I need a savior now
(Nothing left worth fighting for)
(Nothing left worth fighting for)
(Nothing left worth fighting for)
Credits
Writer(s): Marsha Norman, Lucy Simon Levine
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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