Hold on (HPT 65)
Hold on, my friend, in every single time
Our fate can sign a way to our salvation
And lonely star as last and precious dime
Will shine our way from bitter tribulations
Ferocious waves are beating our ship
And we don’t proved ourselves as skillful captains
But mark my words, remember little tip
Determined mind can beat back any factors.
Some fall from love some other from cocaine
Some bound to work another to a bottle
Keep your head clean and never drown you pain
In drug den, pub and any sort of brothel.
Don’t blame yourself! The ways of life, we live,
Wants us and only us to pick up fallen.
And world machine not broken. No, indeed!
We just run out of gas and need some order.
Hold on HPT 65
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