Jett Rodgers - Hanging On

Ain't bout if I lose but it's who it's with
100 percent focus is a myth
I got lives to live energy to give
But it remains unspent
My new motto is make art not content
If the destination has a decade long onset
Takes a while to grasp the concept
Let's be honest
I'm in no rush
I'll take the kick if I don't clutch
Sometimes I be doing too much
In one hand is my everything
In the other is a Dutch
Fully lit
I got a reputation if you sully it
I'll be writing with the monsters ink
It happens when I incorporate the drinks
Grudges come to the surface in a blink
Ima let it all go like my long hair
It's like I run a mile just to get nowhere
But I still ran with it
Why had I fought care
Getting slower like abandoned software
Too much pressure sitting on the hot chair
Wish I could go back like Tracer
A sent text given an eraser
Tequila with no chaser
Someone pace her
Pray to be a giver not a taker
In a dark place who just cut the breaker
Only find fakers
Wanna find a keeper soon
Girls so hot they cauterize my hearts wounds
I can barely handle it
Heat like Marion's amulet
Wine and dine and candlelit
Ends with diamonds on the annulet
Babe
Don't leave me hanging on long
Don't leave me hanging on long
Don't leave me hanging on long
Babe
Don't leave me hanging on long
Don't leave me hanging on long
Don't leave me hanging on long
Babe
Don't leave me hanging on long
Don't leave me hanging on long
Don't leave me hanging on long
Babe
Don't leave me hanging on long
Don't leave me hanging on long
Don't leave me hanging on long
Blundered every measure
Being under feeling better
Every day's a dungeon without any treasure
Smoke in any mood or weather
Whether you like or not
An onslaught of overwrought
Hold me back I fire like a slingshot
You know I'd equip you in the wing slot
Even if you throw a long shot
You always hit my soft spot
Ya she's all that
They all cats
She's wild like an ocelot
Food for thought
Growing from the flower pot
Fortune apricots
But I can't unravel the plot
She's never not caught a passing shot
In every lobby I will leave an open slot
Hanging on a cliffside
What's below is dowels
Hanging up the towel
Hang me on the clothe line
Let shit get dry
Move on get high
I came last like Z Y
All those people that I love but I never said bye
Babe
Don't leave me hanging on long
Don't leave me hanging on long
Don't leave me hanging on long
Babe
Don't leave me hanging on long
Don't leave me hanging on long
Don't leave me hanging on long
Babe
Don't leave me hanging on long
Don't leave me hanging on long
Don't leave me hanging on long
Babe
Don't leave me hanging on long
Don't leave me hanging on long
Don't leave me hanging on long

Written by:
Jett Rodgers

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