Sing - Hollywood Undead

Sing, sing, sing, just a little bit,

More, more, more.

Than they're asking for, for,

Some of us never change.

But we can give, give, give, just a little bit,

Live, live, live just a little bit,

Love, love, love just a little bit more,

It's all that we're asking for.

It's all that we're asking for,

Oh, just a little bit more.

It's all that we're asking for,

Oh, just a little bit more.

My friend, my friend,

Is it breath you're holding in?

Or the questions from within?

Do they end as they begin?

Though my heart, my heart,

Is it left out in the dark?

Is there light after the start,

Like the clouds after they part?

No, the end, the end,

Is it written in the sand?

Is it sloping through your hands,

Like a dream that never ends?

So my friend, my friend,

Are the walls still closing in?

The time and the time again,

These are words from a broken friend.

Sing, sing, sing, just a little bit,

More, more, more.

Than they're asking for, for,

Some of us never change.

But we can give, give, give, just a little bit,

Live, live, live just a little bit,

Love, love, love just a little bit more,

It's all that we're asking for.

It's all that we're asking for,

Oh, just a little bit more.

It's all that we're asking for,

Oh, just a little bit more.

The stutter and the static it's the voices of the attic,

It's the pitch inside the panic and the voices of the manic.

Oh, I just want a minute here,

And after sixty seconds, I swear that I will disappear.

Yeah, you know that I'm a liar,

And I wanna live forever and I wonder why I'm dying.

So like the bottom of the drink,

I was running for the sky, I forgot the in-between.

It's so hard to understand,

That there's meaning in a man.

And it's lost inside the love,

That I guess I never had.

But we're all a simple chance,

Holding on with gentle hands.

We're as simple as a symbol,

That means slipping to the past.

Before I ever let go,

The things are getting better,

So my daughter has a little hope.

That's the meaning of a memory,

That there will be better things,

Better dreams and a better me.

Sing, sing, sing, just a little bit,

More, more, more.

Than they're asking for, for,

Some of us never change.

But we can give, give, give, just a little bit,

Live, live, live just a little bit,

Love, love, love just a little bit more,

It's all that we're asking for.

It's all that we're asking for,

Oh, just a little bit more.

It's all that we're asking for,

Oh, just a little bit more.