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Hendersin

Hold On

 

Hold On

(album: No Rhyme Or Reason Vol. 2: Just A Sample - 2012)


Fuck my luck, look at how I roll the dice
You think you slick don't cha, yeah you cold as ice
It's my turn so pardon the interruption, its more that meets the eye we passed the introduction
I been thinking that, that, you was sleeping round
And I ain't try'na talking about the messages I found
From all those other dudes they trying kick it on some... shit
Straight through the heart on some crocodile hunter shit
True love, I thought it was in arm reach plus we going way back like front car seats
Guess that I was wrong, maybe I can get an answer or maybe you can get the chance ta
Ummm
Clear it up and air it out, it wasn't anything that you cared about
Besides yourself & having good times, dynamite
But fuck it girl I don't wanna fight
Because

[Hook: Avril Lavigne & Hendersin]
Don't know, don't know if I can do this on my own
Why do you have to leave me?
It seems I'm losing something deep inside of me
Hold on, on to me

I'm sorry this is it, there will be no other time
I'm sorry baby, I just must be color blind
Signs I should've read, I seen it playing in my head
I seen you laying in the bed, I still remember what you said
You said I'm sorry, I'm sorry, baby yes I love you
In my mind I'm thinking fuck you, how the hell you let him fuck you
Tell you what do I do, I'll tell you what I did I'm gone cause I ain't playing like a kid
She went a played a nigga, like NBA live
I told her that I'm gone and I'm heading for a drive
And yeah I'm gone ride, and I got liquor beside me
I ain't talking about producer when I say I got No I.D
I'm headed for the end of the road, Boyz II Men
I ain't playing when I'm saying that it's a dead end
I really wished that it could've ended better
But consider this my fucking letter
Or will I do better

Don't know, (damn) don't know if I can do this on my own
Why do you have to leave me?
It seems I'm losing something deep inside of me
Hold on, on to me

Now I see, now I see
Everybody hurts some days
[fades out]
It's okay to be

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