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.