White Knuckles from Hanging On by ARRAS

I've got my grip, I said I'd never let go
With white knuckles, I'm feeling weak again
I hardly ever feel a thing, but when I do it's there for weeks
A constant mist of uncertainty
I wear this fucking smile as to not disturb the one across your face
I am so fucking selfish for bringing you down with me (down with me)
And if I weren't here, things may seem less grey
But the days go on and on and on
And so do I
I'm just a fucking coward
I need to find the peace in myself
I need to find my place in this hell (place in this hell)
I've got my grip, I said I'd never let go
With white knuckles, I'm feeling weak again
I've got my grip, I said I'd never let go
Grab ahold of what i know is true
If i weren't here, things may seem less grey
But the days go on and on
And so do I

• Metal
• counterparts
• hardcore
• hundredth
• melodic hardcore
• stray from the path
• Denver