Hanging On (For DRC)

By all rights we should be gone

But you and me still hanging on

A thousand ways we should've died

We had another land to find

In wilderness, valley and over hill

Searching for more pain to kill

While in the depths of steep despair

A hand of double solitaire

Through asphalt wilds and concrete wilds

Always with the will to smile

To disasters and tragedy

Always to another day

Under dark skies of deepest grey

Just to find another way

Live forever on my fiend

Only you and the devil know where I've been

Some say we should be gone

You and me hanging on

The times and ways we could've died

We had other lands to find

From corner store to corner phone

Our comrades dropped like meat from bone

We have a few more hands to play

Stay until my dying day

We've known each other all too well

Walking side by side through fields of hell

You've always held your tongue

Despite what evil thing I'd done

All that's left are you and me

Someday we will be free

The police say we should be gone

You and me still hanging on

The doctors say we should be gone

You and me still hanging on

You and me still hanging on