| Song | Hold on Tightly, Let Go Lightly |
| Artist | Boys Night Out |
| Album | Make Yourself Sick |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Boys Night Out, Davis ... | |
| When you're left with only a bullet, | |
| I'll bring the trigger with the promise to pull it. | |
| I'll be the end of everyone who's ever entered your life | |
| and taken peices out of it | |
| I'll give you enough time to regain yor composure... | |
| to reconstruct a heart that's torn apart from over-exposure | |
| I know forever isn't long enough to forget the faces and places | |
| that played out your tragedy | |
| Our memory defeats us all | |
| I've touched this stagnant water and muddy walls of the trench | |
| where you've been sleeping | |
| and there's nothing there worth keeping or beleiving | |
| So on the eve of the attack | |
| we'll finger-trace the targets | |
| on their backs and open fire, | |
| just hold on until they're gone | |
| so with this kiss i promise to | |
| never forget what you did for me | |
| I felt the sun on my face for the first time | |
| and tasted blood on my tongue for the last |
| zuo qu : Boys Night Out, Davis ... | |
| When you' re left with only a bullet, | |
| I' ll bring the trigger with the promise to pull it. | |
| I' ll be the end of everyone who' s ever entered your life | |
| and taken peices out of it | |
| I' ll give you enough time to regain yor composure... | |
| to reconstruct a heart that' s torn apart from overexposure | |
| I know forever isn' t long enough to forget the faces and places | |
| that played out your tragedy | |
| Our memory defeats us all | |
| I' ve touched this stagnant water and muddy walls of the trench | |
| where you' ve been sleeping | |
| and there' s nothing there worth keeping or beleiving | |
| So on the eve of the attack | |
| we' ll fingertrace the targets | |
| on their backs and open fire, | |
| just hold on until they' re gone | |
| so with this kiss i promise to | |
| never forget what you did for me | |
| I felt the sun on my face for the first time | |
| and tasted blood on my tongue for the last |
| zuò qǔ : Boys Night Out, Davis ... | |
| When you' re left with only a bullet, | |
| I' ll bring the trigger with the promise to pull it. | |
| I' ll be the end of everyone who' s ever entered your life | |
| and taken peices out of it | |
| I' ll give you enough time to regain yor composure... | |
| to reconstruct a heart that' s torn apart from overexposure | |
| I know forever isn' t long enough to forget the faces and places | |
| that played out your tragedy | |
| Our memory defeats us all | |
| I' ve touched this stagnant water and muddy walls of the trench | |
| where you' ve been sleeping | |
| and there' s nothing there worth keeping or beleiving | |
| So on the eve of the attack | |
| we' ll fingertrace the targets | |
| on their backs and open fire, | |
| just hold on until they' re gone | |
| so with this kiss i promise to | |
| never forget what you did for me | |
| I felt the sun on my face for the first time | |
| and tasted blood on my tongue for the last |