Hold On

Crush all your dreams into an empty suitcase Tell us you'll still be living as you hide your street-smacked face Jump on a train of ghosts and casualties like you Look back on dreams that never added up to truth Call from a bedroom of leashes and hanging chains Say the first punch hits the hardest but the next one feels the same Between the crying armies fighting battles in your mind You're longing for the sidewalks now, you need some city shine Sweat in the sun, burns and blisters make you sore Push on the walls, cause you can't stay here anymore Just hold on to what you know Let the anger in you grow Smoke your last cigarette, let your hair get all wet Come on back and tell us so Come on back so we all know Just hold on to what you know Let the anger in you grow Smoke your last cigarette, let your hair get all wet Come on back and tell us so Hold on to what you know Let it anchor in your soul Smoke your last cigarette, let your hair get all wet Come on back and tell us so Come on back so we all know Come on back so we all know