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