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Hold On




You need to love when it don’t feel right
You need to be the shimmer in the night
And when you can’t hear my voice you don’t have a choice
Keep marching along like the ends in sight

We’ve been marching it seems for a million years
We’ve seen a million signs the end is near
It’s like you offered me a ride then put a blindfold on my eyes
And you expect me to reject my fear

I need something to hold on to
I need something I can fit in my hands
I’m tired of leaving the things I believe in to chance
I want some proof
Give me something to hold on to

I can’t come to church ‘cause of my dirty mouth
I wasn’t invited to the party I’m too fucking devout
I’m always walking the line between cocaine and communion wine
You know I’m dead either way so what’s the fuss all about

I need something to hold on to
I need something I can fit in my hands
I’m tired of leaving the things I believe in to chance
I want some proof
Give me something to hold on to

I really need it, I really need it, I really need it now

I need something to hold on to
I need something I can fit in my hands
I’m tired of leaving the things I believe in to chance
I want some proof
Give me something to hold on to