Our time has come and the only thing Iâve got left is my companions through this life, and Iâve got nothing left to hold on to. I asked you what you thought of life and you said âitâs for the old and nothing elseâ. I remember the summer past, driving in and into the night, spending it in a shopping cart in full speed. We had only each other to rely on and everyone felt the same way, me and you and everyone. Iâve only got one thing left to hold on to. Our time has come and the only thing Iâve got left is my companions through this life, and Iâve got nothing left to hold on to. Every day is the same but the memories makes you want to believe in this, in this life. I remembered the summer past, trashing down and into the night, spending it in sweat recording punk songs. The happiest guy on earth, but itâs not because of me. My friends make this life worth living. Iâve only got one thing left to hold on to. My friends; Kingston is my reason why, itâs my excuse why I am what I am. Iâm proud what Iâm part of. It gives me something that makes me God. This time I know the reason. This time Iâve found the answer. This time Iâve found the answer but I havenât yet found myself. I am proud of what I am. Iâm proud what Iâm part of; it gives me something that makes me God.
We are our last hopes to hold on to.