Uglytown - Dead Hearts

We try to hold on

As we watch our dreams die one by one

We try to hold on to this

I know

The broken lives of the broken down

Are everywhere in this uglytown

The ugly lives of ugly kids

Wallowing in ugliness

Now all our dreams hang by a thread

I hope our dreams don’t slip away

Forever reaching, we try to

Hold on to what’s left of this

Hold on, hold on

Hold on to each moment

When ugly kids make ugly sounds

There’s nothing left but an uglytown

But still we hold on to this

We’re holding on to our dreams

Because that’s all that we need