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Holding Out
And I see your colors fade to grey,
and the sky once so bright, doesn't hold a ray.
You're a trick lock, there's a fast clock,
and the time is running out, to get over the hill.
Need a cure, all pill.
You're feeling out, I'm feeling out for you.
Holding out on me, and I'm hanging on to who you used to be.
And the blood that once boiled, now it seems to cold.
Everyday is the same, want to break out of the old,
Need a quick tweak, there's a small leak, and the air is running out.
Now you've had your fill, need a cure all pill.
You're feeling out, I'm feeling out for you.
Holding out on me, and I'm hanging on to who you used to be.
Holding out on me, and I'm hanging on to who you used to be,
Who do you think you are?
What's it all mean to you?
What did I ever do ?
And I'm handing off, and you're going long.
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