Holdin' On

Holdin' On

I See Monstas

Broken footsteps on the floor
Pick myself up and carry on, cause somethings waiting for me
And I wont let them wreck my soul
Keep my direction and soon I’ll be turned to gold
A king without a throne, a heart without a home
Just how should I be there tonight
I’ll walk it all alone, but my hope will never die

Holdin' On

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