Holding On To You
by Twenty One Pilots
I’m taking over my body
Back in control, no more shotty
I bet a lot of me was lost
“T”‘s uncrossed and “I”‘s undotted
I fought it a lot and it seems a lot
Like flesh is all I got
Not any more, flesh out the door?
I bet a lot of me was lost
“T”‘s uncrossed and “I”‘s undotted
I fought it a lot and it seems a lot
Like flesh is all I got
Not any more, flesh out the door?
I must’a forgot, you can’t trust me
I’m open a moment and closed when you show it
Before you know it I’m lost at sea
And now that I write and think about it
And the story unfolds
You should take my life
You should take my soul
I’m open a moment and closed when you show it
Before you know it I’m lost at sea
And now that I write and think about it
And the story unfolds
You should take my life
You should take my soul
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
You are surrounding all my surroundings
Sounding down the mountain range
Of my left-side brain
You are surrounding all my surroundings
Twisting the kaleidoscope
Behind both of my eyes
Sounding down the mountain range
Of my left-side brain
You are surrounding all my surroundings
Twisting the kaleidoscope
Behind both of my eyes
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah (and I’ll be holding on to you)
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah (and I’ll be holding on to you)
Ah ah ah (and I’ll be holding on to you)
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah (and I’ll be holding on to you)
Remember the moment
You know exactly where you’re goin’
‘Cause the next moment before you know it
Time is slowin’ and it’s rolling still
And the windowsill looks really nice, right?
You think twice about your life
It probably happens at night, right?
You know exactly where you’re goin’
‘Cause the next moment before you know it
Time is slowin’ and it’s rolling still
And the windowsill looks really nice, right?
You think twice about your life
It probably happens at night, right?
Fight it, take the pain, ignite it
Tie a noose around your mind
Loose enough to breath fine and tie it
To a tree tell it, you belong to me, this ain’t a noose
This is a leash and I have news for you
You must obey me
Tie a noose around your mind
Loose enough to breath fine and tie it
To a tree tell it, you belong to me, this ain’t a noose
This is a leash and I have news for you
You must obey me
You are surrounding all my surroundings
Sounding down the mountain range
Of my left-side brain
You are surrounding all my surroundings
Twisting the kaleidoscope
Behind both of my eyes
Sounding down the mountain range
Of my left-side brain
You are surrounding all my surroundings
Twisting the kaleidoscope
Behind both of my eyes
Entertain my faith
Entertain my faith
Entertain my faith
Entertain my faith
Entertain my faith
Entertain my faith
Entertain my faith
Entertain my faith
Entertain my faith
Entertain my faith
Entertain my faith
Entertain my faith
Entertain my faith
Entertain my faith
Entertain my faith
Entertain my faith
Entertain my faith
Entertain my faith
Entertain my faith
Lean with it, rock with it
When we gonna stop with it?
Lyrics that mean nothing
We were gifted with thought
When we gonna stop with it?
Lyrics that mean nothing
We were gifted with thought
Is it time to move our feet
To an introspective beat
It ain’t the speakers that bump hard
It’s our hearts that make the beat
To an introspective beat
It ain’t the speakers that bump hard
It’s our hearts that make the beat
Lean with it, rock with it
When we gonna stop with it?
Lyrics that mean nothing
We were gifted with thought
When we gonna stop with it?
Lyrics that mean nothing
We were gifted with thought
Is it time to move our feet
To an introspective beat
It ain’t the speakers that bump hard
It’s our hearts that make the beat
To an introspective beat
It ain’t the speakers that bump hard
It’s our hearts that make the beat
Lean with it, rock with it
When we gonna stop with it?
Lyrics that mean nothing
We were gifted with thought
When we gonna stop with it?
Lyrics that mean nothing
We were gifted with thought
Is it time to move our feet
To an introspective beat
It ain’t the speakers that bump hard
It’s our hearts that make the beat
To an introspective beat
It ain’t the speakers that bump hard
It’s our hearts that make the beat
Lean with it, rock with it
When we gonna stop with it?
Lyrics that mean nothing
We were gifted with thought
When we gonna stop with it?
Lyrics that mean nothing
We were gifted with thought
Is it time to move our feet
To an introspective beat
It ain’t the speakers that bump hard
It’s our hearts that make the beat
To an introspective beat
It ain’t the speakers that bump hard
It’s our hearts that make the beat
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah (and I’ll be holding on to you)
Ah ah ah (and I’ll be holding on to you)
Ah ah ah (and I’ll be holding on to you)
And I’ll be holding on to you
Ah ah ah (and I’ll be holding on to you)
Ah ah ah (and I’ll be holding on to you)
Ah ah ah (and I’ll be holding on to you)
And I’ll be holding on to you
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah (and I’ll be holding on to you)
Ah ah ah (and I’ll be holding on to you)
Ah ah ah (and I’ll be holding on to you)
And I’ll be holding on to you
And I’ll be holding on to you
Ah ah ah (and I’ll be holding on to you)
Ah ah ah (and I’ll be holding on to you)
Ah ah ah (and I’ll be holding on to you)
And I’ll be holding on to you
And I’ll be holding on to you
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Tyler Joseph / Maurice Gleaton / Charles Hammond / Deangelo Deonta Hunt / Gerald Tiller / Jamall Willingham / Bernard Leverette / Robert Hill
Holding On To You lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Royalty Network
I’m a writer in the Pacific Northwest, taking a pause from clinical practice to explore the model that has shaped so much of my thinking. I write to understand how people become themselves, how identity shifts, and how meaning is made in the quiet spaces between experiences.
My articles are part reflection, part inquiry — a way of letting the model breathe on the page rather than holding it as a fixed theory. Right now, I’m working on a presentation for a diversity conference, extending this same curiosity into a new setting.
