there's something alive in the ruin
and i don't know what it's up to
some blame it all on the moon
and there's nothin' we could do
and i'd like to make this thing
so i'd like to make this thing
hold on to all what's left
and let it drop down a wall
for sweat and strobe light
tin sinless breakin' balls
it forgot you for all time
and i'm about to set off earth
and nothing gonna make me stop
as i proceed. shamelessly
hold on to all what's left
hold on to all what's left
came all-in for seventy-five
i'm gonna be in my phony fraud
but only if you knew what was beyond everything
everything wouldn't mean a thing
hold on to all what's left
hold on to all what's left