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Holding on

When my dreams are on the verge of giving out

No clear sight, in the dead of midnight

I’m reaching out for more, slipping away

My fights

Mostly over before they begin

Desperate to win, will I finally give in?

This is the place where I’ll make my stand

My stand

Here we are in search of all the answers

We heed the call and the voice of reason

Never did we stop and look back and think

We’ll hold on

The anchor rises high with the turn of the tide

No going back, no chance to rewind

Rewind

Holding on

Burn the bridge and set sail

Beyond the grasp, beyond the veil

Will I prevail?

Beyond the truth, beyond the dark

It’s a free for all

Beyond the grasp, beyond the veil

Will I prevail?

Some things to win, some things to lose

Cutting off the noose

More things to lose

Circling, spiralling, wavering

Forfeit

Trembling, stumbling, toppling

Fight again

We are circling, spiralling, wavering

We forfeit

We are trembling, stumbling, toppling

We fight or fall

Turn back, turn back to

Memories of darkness, fearful regardless

Forfeit, you are not good enough

You will never be

You will never be

Turn back now

Blegh

Hold on

Set sail

Beyond the grasp, beyond the veil

Will I prevail?

Beyond the truth, beyond the dark

It’s a free for all

Beyond the grasp, beyond the veil

Will I prevail?

Some things to win, some things to lose

Cutting off the noose

Don’t listen to the voice of treason

The voice of treason, don’t listen to

The voice of treason

Set sail

As I pull the anchor

I see the ship sinking to the bottom

Resetting the noose

Set sail

Hesitance in darkness

Begone

As I pull the anchor

I see the ship sinking to the bottom

Resetting the noose

Resetting my dreams

Setting sail

Don’t listen to, listen to, listen to, listen

Holding on

Brace, brace!