Hold On - Crack the Sky

Well I was talking to a mirror image of what supposedly was to be me

And the eyes and the nose and the insignificant clothes supported the testimony

He said you’re doing fine you know

You’ve got an okay mind you know

And I would hate to see you throw it away

You’d better hold on!

Hold on!

Hold on!

I was telling him I was a bit fatigued about my life both present and past

And when I recalled my thoughts of ending it all with an overdose of gas

He said you’re doing fine you know

You’ve got an okay mind you know

And I would hate to see you throw it away

You’d better hold on!

Hold on!

Hold on!

Hold on!

Hold on!

Hold on!