Fat Oaf - Split

Slowly you succumb to the virtue they extol

A bubble in your heart, a splinter through your soul

In the face of all their lies, you know what you know

Just hold on tight, and don’t let go.

I don’t need to buy the bulls*** that they sell

I got my own heaven, I got my own hell

And if I feel I’m breaking, I’ll see it doesn’t show

Just hold on tight and don’t let go.

Don’t let go.

Don’t let go.

Don’t let go.

I thought I had it figured, I thought I knew the score

Just hold on tight and don’t let go

In the face of all their lies, you know what you know

Just hold on tight and don’t let go.

Don’t let go.

Don’t let go.

Don’t let go.

I’ve been slowly slipping

I’ve been slowly slipping

Slipping away to nothing

And even after all that I said

And even after all that I did

I fear I’m already dead.