Hang On

It was the cheapest of gifts

Its like a weight has been lifted

and I'm sorry I missed it

'cause it sounds like a blast

we've got trophies for boredom

like check mail they sort em'

I'm not wasted I'm saved

one foot shakin' in the grave

and this sounds like our lives have been tight

it takes money to help ourselves get right

this feels like it isn't real like

I'm sad that your so lonely, floatin' in space

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

you can do what you want to me

or kill me off comfortably

its not like I mind you poking me in the eye

but she's another story

and rather long and boring

with a rip in her spine

I'm traidin' up from my life

Is this what bein' killed feels like

Were just bugs that gather 'round the porch light

It … so long … most gone

Just give me something to hang on

Just give me something to hang on

Just give me something to hang on

Just give me something to hang on

Just give me something to hang on

Just give me something to hang on

Just give me something to hang on

Just give me something to hang on

Just give me something to hang on

It was a promise un-kept

Another day that's been slept

We were a love that went stale

Another lover for sale

And she's got all sorts of problems

And now somehow I've got em'

She spreads like a rash

I have to feed her with cash

She's spreadin' thin on my soul

now I've got no place to go

Can you help me I'm cheap

I'm passin' out in my sleep

Is this what dead people feel like

We're all bums and someone doesn't sit right

So goodbye darlin' don't cry

Just give me something to hang on

Just give me something to hang on

Just give me something to hang on

Just give me something to hang on

Just give me something to hang on

Just give me something to hang on

Just give me something to hang on

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Lyrics submitted by Leroy.