Last Apple On The Tree

A song about struggling to get along with people

Hanging On

These days I’m just hanging on like
I’ve never lived in the past
Even though I want to feel sad
I know it’s me
Who else could it be? 

Some days I’m just moving on like 
I can’t make everyone laugh
Some people just want to feel bad
Even though I'll never know why
It matters to me
When have you ever tried
Loving you

Everytime something good comes along
We’ve gone and messed it all up
‘Cause I’m just a little bit wrong
About you

The days are just trollin’ on like
I’ve never been more unright
You’ve never been more alright

It sounds like its a good time
For another really big fight
Can we just stop and hold tight

Until I’m just hanging on like
I don’t know why I’m so mad
Maybe if I should try to feel glad
Until I’m free
There’s no guarantees




Hangin On

closing my mind

UT RAS Go Deh

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Verse 1
We were bound on our way to Hell until we found
Christ, His sacrifice He broke the chains
Defeated death and sin and rose again
tag
Made me whole saved my soul made me whole saved my soul
chorus
Ransom paid in full
Who will have  authority
What a price for souls
Choose the one that sets you free
Verse 2
Sin, call it what it is, or there's no need for a savior
Love, ask me what it is, and I will point to my Maker
Repeat Chorus

Bridge
Found in the wreckage
Jesus His Message
Freed this captive from below..

Repeat verse 1,Tag
Then repeat chorus

Found

A GAME TO HURT MYSELF

I FAKE MY TINY LIFE´S OKAY
I FAKE MY SORROWS ARE MILES AWAY
I FAKE MY LOVER THINKS I´M GREAT
MY TIME WILL COME BUT IT´S GETTING LATE

IT´S A GAME TO HURT MYSELF
TO MAKE YOU SEE AND LOVE MYSELF
IT´S A LIARS GAME TO RAISE MYSELF
TO LOSE MY SOUL FAR AWAY FROM HERE

RIDICULOUS TO CHECK MY FRIENDS
ON THIS CROWD MY LUCK DEPENDS
I DO NOT FEEL THAT VERY WELL
BUT WOULD YOU PLEASE THINK I DO

IT´S A GAME TO HURT MYSELF
IT´S A GAME TO HURT MYSELF
IT´S A GAME TO HURT MYSELF
IT´S A GAME TO HURT MYSELF

Last Apple On The Tree

arse-myth