So here's to good times. The one's we live.
Instead of kickin back again. Watching as the time goes by. With no direction otherwise.
People go with strong opinions. Stating cold hard criticism. Next time you speak to such a crowd, think about the truth aloud.

Walking in and out of love. Is no one ever good enough?
As you watch you paint a picture, of the life you could have with her. But no, she can't give what you want.
You long for control, not for love.
So here's a question dared be answered. About the girl that paints that picture.
You're full of desire and of lust. Would she even want your love?
Well next time...next time...don't use your eyes.

Chorus: Holdin. Yeah he's holdin on.
But he grips by only his hand.
The power's lost and the sunlight gone. It's dark and the truth has hit. He's been abandoned and forgotten. And now he finally lives the moment.

It's said that if he takes this pistol, and finds the strength to resist it;
That one less lonely soul's dead tonight.
But what'd be lost with such greed; When nothin really mattered?
He lays awake with blood shot eyes. Watching till he's gone.
The only reason he's awake, is because he sees the wrongs...
And he knows...that he can only save him.
He lives...when pain falls hard down on him.
So the clouds will part and he bears what's on him.

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Alive...and overcome. Tonight...he will come undone.
He would say he'd stay if it were true. But the only reason he'd lived has found a new.
She's watching, breathing, bleeding. In pure silence.
Yet, she never could come up with such forgiveness. SO this is what you get when a princess falls from grace. And the one to save her falls to an early fate....

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He always spoke with strong opinion. Fully loaded criticism.
Next time you preach to a crowd, only speak what's truth aloud.