Текст песни Strings - Chris Ayer

I burnt myself to sleep at night
Collecting scars when all the blisters turn white
When you feel numb, then feeling something feels alright
So I hurt myself on purpose, get past the surface of my life

Now feels like a good time for a drink
You get anything wet enough and it's gonna sink
Down at the bottom it'll get real hard to think
What was I saying, start again

Yes, I am hol, I am holding on, I am holding on by strings
I am hol, I am holding on, holding on to anything
I got nothing to give you
I got nothing to give you
But here I am tonight

When it got too hard to stick around
I took my fill of too many pills and whatever else I found
Down at the bottom, something new came out my mouth
However this was given, living now

Yes, I am hol, I am holding on, I am holding on by strings
I am hol, I am holding on, holding on to anything
I got nothing to give you
I got nothing to give you
I got nothing to give you
Nothing to give you
But here I am tonight
Here I am tonight
Here I am tonight

As it turns out sometimes the asshole ones
Can stop your heart and make it hard to start again
Then I'm busy fighting, may as well just pack it in
The fear just means I'm here, let's begin

Yes, I am hol, I am holding on, I am holding on by strings
I am hol, I am holding on, holding on to anything

Yes, I am hol, I am holding on, I am holding on by strings
I am hol, I am holding on, holding on to anything
I got nothing to give you
I got nothing to give you
I got nothing to give you
Nothing to give you
But here I am tonight