You're hanging on
You are moment in the past long gone
I didn't know it wouldn't last

It's that same old call for tradition
Which I wouldn't listened
It leaves me feeling cornered
And the more you feel what is coming
The further you will be
From anything that's real yeah

I owe you all
I just couldn't stand aside
Of you lost
And yet holding on so tight

To that same old call for tradition
Which I wouldn't listened
It leaves me feeling cornered
And the more you feel what is coming
The further you will be
From anything that's real
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh

You're hanging on
You are moment in the past long gone
I didn't know it wouldn't last

It's that same old call for tradition
Which I wouldn't listened
It leaves me feeling cornered
And the more you feel what is coming
The further you will be
From anything that's real yeah
Or anything that's coming

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Writer(s): Gabriel Julian Mantle, Steven Fairweather, Theo Goutzinakis, Thomas William Thacker