Hold Tight
Hold on tight my love
For we have fallen down the ladder
So hold on tight my dear as we fall to the hells
And while they are picking up our shells
We start to come back to life
The night we fell
Still rings a bell
In my head you’ll always be
You have all of me
So hold tight my love we are going for a ride
In hopes we do not die
For I have fallen in love
With a boy from hell
Who holds me close when the bells ring
In hopes that we are not just a fling
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