Mantra

Hey little low well awake from the floor little holy roller you
Spies in the skies and the sun in your eyes always watching over you
Beating drums in the tips of the thumbs of the beast inside of you
Just hold onto yourself
Just hold onto yourself
Just hold onto yourself
Just hold onto yourself
Eat all the knowing and past it is slowing down to smother you
Face all the demons growing a fever flushed in white of you
Just hold onto yourself
Just hold onto yourself
Just hold onto yourself
Just hold onto yourself
Have fun
Don’t be sad