I want to cry I live and die I search and find I waste my time I plead my loss When I dread my cross I reached my part And seen disgust I gotta hold on I gotta hold on I gotta hold on I gotta hold on To my disgust I take I creep I laugh and sleep I roll in thunder But still I wonder I .. I grow But sometimes I wonder My mind's so slow I gotta hold on To my disgust You should see it work The politics and dirt Give it to me inch by inch In the [?] style Take it from me mile by mile As the rich come in You see this earth she cries While the rest of them smile I gotta hold on I gotta hold on I gotta hold on I gotta hold on I gotta hold on I gotta hold on I gotta hold on I gotta hold on I gotta hold on