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Holding On Songtext
von Rivilin

Holding On Songtext

Losing consciousness from the panic attacks, yeah
They build and swell deep inside you when you find your own lapse
On pills that never helped you surface
You′re breaking down and turning me
And you and all of your friends
I see your wrist start to bleed when you panic again
With the razor blades cutting at your voice 'til you can′t speak
See your legs dangling but you won't fall, I'm holding on

God, I′m caught up, you falter
Your blade stanch is cut straight through me
Again and again and again and again
I miss your smile from back then
You′re breathing but you are not there
It kills me, it kills me, it kills me again

I've never been deserted like this, yeah
Now I know what they meant when they said that ignorance is bliss
With the pills and the pain that had just built


All the drugs that you tried just to numb yourself
′Cause I'm still suicidal
So you tell me that losing your best friend would never work out
But I lost you and lost a lot of time
Losing myself in the depths of my mind
′Cause this game called life didn't work out in my head
I′m still struggling to get where I needed to be
But losing you hit the nail on the coffin

I'd be lying, man, if I said I didn't think about you often
And I′m sick of it
I still get high every day like I used to

′Cause I miss you so much

Yeah, where did you go?

They ask me all my problems and then they fucking cry
'Cause they cannot handle stories of my motherfucking life
Like, yes, I′ve seen some suicide and yes, I fucking tried
But I'm never going back to that fucking place

I′m gone for some days and I'm back in the night
I′ve been on a fucking binge and I know it ain't right
I've been crying for a week but I′ve been out of sight
So it ain′t nobody's problem, shit, it′s just my fight
I've been fighting from the start at the age of sixteen
′Cause the pressure made me doubt so I bought from what I see
Like, I don't wanna stop the PTSD
And I′ve seen bodies on the floor since I was eighteen, yeah
I ain't playing, this my life, yeah

Stop releasing some tapes, man


It's been fucking with my head, yeah
I might jump and fucking end it

God, I′m caught up, you falter
Your blade stanch is cut straight through me
Again and again and again and again
I miss your smile from back then
You′re breathing but you are not there
It kills me, it kills me, it kills me again

God, I'm caught up, you falter
Your blade stanch is cut straight through me

Again and again and again and again
I miss your smile from back then
You′re breathing but you are not there
It kills me, it kills me, it kills me again

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