Green Day - Hold On
    As I stepped to the edge
    Beyond the shadow of a doubt
    With my conscienece beating
    Like the pulse of a drum
    That hammers on and on
    Until I reach the break of the day
    As the sun beats down
    The halfway house
    Has my conscience beating
    The sound in my ear
    The will tomperserve
    As I reach the break of the day
    When you lost all hope and excuses
    And the cheapstakes & losers
    Nothing's left to cling onto
    You got to hold on
    Hold on to yourself
    A cry of hope
    A plea for peace
    And my conscience beating
    It's not what I want for
    It's all that I need
    To reach the break of the Day
    So I run to the edge
    Beyond the shadowas of a doubt
    With my conscience bleeding
    Here lies the truth
    The lost treasures of my youth
    As I hold on to the break of the day
    When you lost all hope and excuses
    And the cheapstakes & losers
    Nothing's left to cling onto
    You got to hold on 
    Hold on to yourself
    When you lost all hope and excuses
    And the cheapstakes & losers
    Nothing's left to cling onto
    You got to hold on
    Hold on to yourself






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