I'm clinging on to my last bit of salvation.
I'm hanging off a cliff, and the only thing I can hold onto is
a thread.
I'm desperately praying, hoping, begging that this can save me.
If I fall, I will certainly die.
But then again, if I live, I have nothing to return to.
No one is willing to save me.
Deep down, I'm broken, and nobody wants someone like me.
I'm a parasite in society, and they'd rather let me die than see the truth.
So I'm hanging on until there's nothing to hang onto anymore.