Hey little low elevate from the floor little holy roller you
Spies in the skies with the sun in their eyes always watching over you
Beating drums with the tips of the thumbs of the beast inside of you

Just hold onto yourself
Just hold onto yourself
Just hold onto yourself
Just hold onto yourself

Eat all the knowing and past tense is slowing down to smother you
Face all the demons growing a fever flushed and white are you

Just hold onto yourself
Just hold onto yourself
Just hold onto yourself
Just hold onto yourself

Have fun
Don't be sad