Hold On
A beautiful soul like you deserves every dream to come true,
I know we'll make it, me and you.
You have to be here to watch things change, to watch your deamons fade away.
I know you have a reason to stay, don't ever let that slip away.
So please,
Throw out all the pills and drop all the razors,
Keep holding on and I'll play the savior.
Get down off the bridge and cut down the rope,
I'm begging you, please, not to lose hope.
Unload the bullets and toss out the gun,
Now I'm asking you, please, not to give up.
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