Things Happen and once they start happening you pretty much just to hold on for dear life and see where they drop you when they stop.
I ride horses once in a while, but Im no expert. I hold on for dear life.
You start with the sublime and end up in an alley jerking away for dear life.
I feel like im in this river just getting swept along. . . And if I hold on to anyone, if I'm holding on for dear life, I'm not getting anywhere. I'm stuck. . . . I never wanted to get stuck
We are all in a race for dear life: that is to say, we are fugitives from death.
We must for dear life make our own counter-realities.
Life is a rollercoaster ride and I don't intend on being the one screaming and hanging on for dear life.