Hold On

You criticize and detest in others the faults you see in yourself, yourself
Or that you fear others see in you
We all want to judge and be judged
And you sing, «We're hollow, defeated and frail»
Well, that may be true
But I sing hushed and tender my refrain…
Oh you got to hold on, you got to hold on, kid
You better hold on. hold on, my dear
Shit man, you better hold on
Babe, just hold on
Oh hold on my dear
Alright, well you gots to hold on
Just hold on
Yeah fuck just hold on
Well hold on my dear
Well hold on
Well hold on
Well hold on
Well hold on my dear