As I stepped to the edge
of the shadow of a doubt
With my conscience beating
like the pulse of a drum
That hammers on and on
'till I reach the break of the day

When the sun beats down
on the halfway house
Has my conscience beating
the sound in my ear
The will to persevere
as I reach the break of the day

When you lost all hope
and excuses
And the cheapstakes
and the losers
Nothing's left to cling onto
You got to hold on
Hold on to yourself

A cry of hope
A plea for peace
And my conscience beating
It's not what I want for
It's all that I need
to reach the break of day

So I run to the edge
of the shadow of a doubt
With my conscience bleeding
Here lies the truth
The lost treasures of my youth
As I hold on
to the break of the day

When you lost all hope
and excuses
And the cheapstakes
and the losers
Nothing's left to cling onto
You got to hold on
Hold on to yourself

When you lost all hope
and excuses
And the cheapstakes
and the losers
Nothing's left to cling onto
You gotta hold on
You gotta hold on
Hold on
Hold on to yourself

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