Текст песни Out Crowd, The - Holding
Out Crowd, The - Holding слова песни
I can`t keep holding onto things that I can`t hold on toIt`s burning up all my skinI look like a warscene holding so tightly to these memoriesDress them up in flowersI look at you for hoursI look at you and sighI look at you and sometimes I feel a hole insideI get pissed off with angst and emo-frustrationCan`t you just deal with all of your shit?Look down at the ground and listen to sounds you hearCan you hear the Earth calling for you?No, because you`re all alone hereYou`ll always be aloneQuit holding on to things that shouldn`t even lastLife moves much too fast to try and reserrect the pastSo keep on movingMove a little faster, not for me, for you