Holding On - 35 Minute Rule lyrics

And now the story begins. Another weak kid doesn't know his limits. Common sense takes a backseat to greed. But now he's f**ing sinking. What the f** was he thinking? Chalk it up as learning the hard way. He's dug his own grave. That's where he'll f**ing lay. It grows deeper and deeper every f**ing day. He sure f**ed up this time. That he'll admit. Now he has to take responsibility. f**ing deal with it. But he can't see a way out. So he kicks and claws and fights. Panic sets in. When you're buried, you can't see daylight. Every f**ing day. Every f**ing day. He wishes he could try again. Things wouldn't be all f**ed up. He'd make the right decisions. So where does the story end? Does he f**ing live? Will he breathe again? Or does he f**ing drown? He's good as dead. Goodbye. So long. He's good as dead