Hold On — Olly Murs

Middle of the night when it comes creeping I lay awake when I should be sleeping Like an Agatha Christie mystery during intermission I hold on, I hold on

Working every day, living for the weekend I never learned to swim, how did I end up in the deep-end? Like a champion high-diver waiting for the Olympics I hold on, I hold on

We wrestle with the devil in the flickering light No way to tell who's winning the fight

Hold on, hold on, hold on You're gonna get through it

Time and again, it's the same old question Where am I heading with this strange obsession? Like a gambler playing on when he keeps on losing I hold on, I hold on

We dance with the devil in the flickering light No way to tell when you're stepping it right

Hold on, hold on, hold on You're gonna get through it Hold on, hold on, hold on You know you're gonna get through it

Yesterday is dead and gone So today this life goes on Got to keep on moving Yesterday is dead and gone So today this life goes on Got to keep on moving, keep on moving

We dance with the devil in the flickering light No way to tell when you're stepping it right

Hold on, hold on, hold on You're gonna get through it Hold on, hold on, hold on You know you're gonna get through it

Hold on, hold on, hold on You're gonna get through it, oh, oh You gotta keep on moving, oh You're gonna get through it