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Alone in the dark, crying out loud for a heart.

Begging, praying, as always failing.

How can I hold on when my grip keeps slipping?

Pouring madness inside my mind, I look at the clock & know that it's my time.

How can I hold on when my grip keeps slipping?

Fearing the flames, making love to the pain, everyday is different but the story stays the same.

How can I hold on when my grip keeps slipping?

My lips move and a silent film they play, I hunt myself down with tears in my eyes & a fist full of rage.

How can I hold on when my grip keeps slipping?

Promise you'll visit me in purgatory, speak the words I love you & I'll be in all my glory.

I couldn't hold on, my grip kept slipping.