Camp 8 - Everything

You and me
To what? I’m holding on
Purging on the bridges
I’m praying I’m Believed
It’s you.
How many of us are?
But you wouldn’t meet that promise
I’m heading home
Heading home for the end of days
And you didn’t get along
I’m in awe
Get around people, open it
But you’ve had quite enough of it
So I’m wrong.
So I let go
Of what I’m holding on
You held my hand
For a minute.
You made me man
For a minute.
They belong with a 40 old you
Couldn’t get back on it
Lead me on
Heavy hold it’s a lead packed honouring
Waste it all along
You want it all
Fight it back with a four-D roman you
Couldn’t keep that promise
I won’t be long.
Don’t waste another breath I’m going under for you
Don’t waste another breath I’m going under for you