Tom MacDonald
Tom MacDonald
Tom MacDonald
Tom MacDonald
Tom MacDonald
Tom MacDonald
Tom MacDonald
Tom MacDonald
Tom MacDonald
Tom MacDonald
Tom MacDonald
Tom MacDonald
Tom MacDonald
Tom MacDonald
Tom MacDonald
Tom MacDonald
Tom MacDonald
Tom MacDonald
Tom MacDonald
[Chorus]
They say keep hangin' on, there ain't shit to hold on to
I used to be strong, after all that I've gone through
I don't feel like myself, and I think I need help, the people I talk to
Say keep hangin' on, I don't know if I want to
[Verse 1]
I thought it would be better when I'm older
Celebrating birthdays with the devil on my shoulder
We liked to drink together, but the minute I got sober
You started sayin' things that I've had trouble gettin' over
Now I'm just alone and I'm tired
I got twenty feet of rope, but I got nowhere to tie it
To climb out of this hole or pull myself any higher
'Cause I'm exhausted and my bones are heavy, coated with iron
Forged in a fire and moulded with pliers
I know that I'm supposed to be the one who's givin' hope, I'm a liar
I tried to jump the motor and exposed all the wires
But all it did was make a spark, it didn't power the tires
It's like I'm standin' on a edge, and I'm scared
I wonder: if I slip and fall, will anyone care?
I did my best to fix it, but it can't be repaired
And it ain't fair
[Chorus]
They say keep hangin' on, there ain't shit to hold on to
I used to be strong, after all that I've gone through
I don't feel like myself, and I think I need help, the people I talk to
Say keep hangin' on, I don't know if I want to
[Verse 2]
I feel like I've been livin' on the dark side
I know it's hard to tell, but I've been goin' through a hard time
Fightin' in a blindfold with my ankles and my arms tied
I'm runnin' outta places where the bruises and the scars hide
Honestly, I'm angry and exhausted
I'm appalled at what the therapy and medicine have cost
And I'm still tortured by the feelings that they told me they could cure
I'm runnin' outta options, that's for sure
I don't want the sympathy or sorries, I'm not in it for the glory
Bein' popular is boring, I just wanna tell my story
All that sappy shit is corny, I won't make it 'til I'm forty
With the way that I've been feelin', I might go before the morning
And when I leave, I will not reappear
No encore even if you stay to scream and cheer
I just hope I help you see it clear
'Cause now we're here
[Chorus]
They say keep hangin' on, there ain't shit to hold on to
I used to be strong, after all that I've gone through
I don't feel like myself, and I think I need help, the people I talk to
Say keep hangin' on, I don't know if I want to
Hang On was written by Tom MacDonald.
Hang On was produced by Tom MacDonald & Misery.