Текст песни Bats - The Joy Formidable

The idea is the fuel for a spirited life
An idea, just a thought if its wrong or right
Pull us in, pull us close and the pull ahead
Don't be told, don't let it go, don't say its something he said

We'll simmer down like grey coals on a dying pit
I'll look at you and we'll roll our eyes, expected
Torrential waves bringing wishy washy in their boats,
Here they come, you let them in, now enjoy the flood

No,
It's not me.
It's them.

The hunger rays have turned to a different mark
The devils thrill, make me full with a beautiful wife
I want to be just like her when I die
I want to be, I want to be but i don't want to trie

No,
It's me
?

We keep hanging on
We keep hanging on
We keep hanging on
We keep hanging on
We keep hanging on, oh

We keep hanging on
We keep hanging on
We keep hanging on
We keep hanging on
We keep hanging on, oh

I've got a voice but the question keeps holding be back
I've got a voice but the mess is drowning us out
I've got a choice but the choices are getting weaker
I had a reason but the reason went away

I had a reason but the reason went away
I had a reason but the reason went away
I had a reason but the reason went away
I had a reason but the reason went away

We keep hanging on
We keep hanging on
We keep hanging on
We keep hanging on
We keep hanging on, oh

We keep hanging on
We keep hanging on
We keep hanging on
We keep hanging on
We keep hanging on, oh

We keep hanging on
We keep hanging on
We keep hanging on
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