Holdon

There's something alive in a room
And I don't know what it's up to
Some blame it all on the moon
And there's nothin' we could do

And up like to make this thing
Happenin', it's happenin'
So up like to make this thing
Happenin', it's happenin'

Hold on to all we've got
Hold on to all what's left

And let it drop down a wall
For sweat and strobe light
Tin sinless breakin' balls
It forgot you for all time

And I'm about to sail off Earth
We're driftin' so far
We're driftin' so long, hmm, yeah
And nothing gonna make me stop
As I proceed, as I proceed shamelessly

Hold on to all we've got
Hold on to all what's left
Hold on to all we've got
Hold on to all what's left

Came all-in for 75
Just to show ya
All my love, yes, all my love
I'm gon' be in my phony fraud
It took my quite a while
To lose what I acquired, what I acquired

This fluid off you do seem so strong
Got a hold of you, a hold of you
But only if you knew what was beyond everything
Everything wouldn't mean a thing

Hold on to all we've got
Hold on to all what's left
Hold on to all we've got
Hold on to all what's left



Credits
Writer(s): Sascha Ring, Patrick Rasmussen
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