4 acessos
My tears are cutting through this page like,
Razor blades falling from my cheeks.
And i can't speek, but they they, do it for me.
Well i swim in the ocean, of other devotion,
And i can only hope, you'll swim too.
Even though the waters are deep,
And the coulds are rolling through , ohh
I can feel the wind its pushing me,
And i can feel that i'm, sinking slowly
And as i lose control, i know i'll never stop,
Holding on, on.
Call it a blessing call it a curse call it, what you will,
There's something worse than persistence, but i'm searching stiil.
See there i go again refusing to give in,
Too the possibility of losing my ability to think,
Or to hide, but here i am, opened wide,
Take a look and make it fast, one quick look, it better last because...
I can feel the wind its pushing me, yeah
And i can feel that i'm, sinking slowly
And as i lose control, i know i'll never stop,
Holding on.
Holding on.
The animal in me says,
Survival, survival, survive, but,
The romantic in me says,
Just be alive, wooah
So i let the wind blow,
And i let myself sink slow,
And when i lost control,
I knew i'd never stop, i'll never stop...
Holding on.