Hold on Songtext

von Poems for Laila

Never, ever, always loved you right
I've been a fool for my own pains
Is anything but wise those days
But anything but wise those days

So I've been talking to you, razorblade
My tender faithful boy
When I put my arms around your edge
What an overwhelming joy

I should write my biography
A billion copies would be finde
And put them under christmas trees
So that children learn to cry

What a wonderful, a marvellous
Incredible idea
Everybody'll know my name
Sunglasses I must wear...

Hold on, my friend, hold on right
I wanna leave it all behind
Hold on, my friend, hold on tight
I wanna leave it all behind

If I'm dead at sixtyfour
Noone will remember my name
I won't die rich, I won't die sad
I will just die

If I'm dead at sixtyfive
I don't care if anyone remembers me
I won't die poor and not too sad
I will just die
I will just die