Текст песни Holdin' On - Monsta

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
But my hope will never die
...
My hope will never die
...
My hope will never die
...
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
...
My hope will never die
...
My hope will never die