try from solipsism by alec critten

there's a lingering feeling so hollow and small
my teenage shadow's two steps down the hall

i can never go home again
there's no one there i can call a friend
i was a stranger, i felt stranger than i ever was
and i made my escape just so i could

try
if only i could try

i want to fill my life with all sorts of beautiful things
pick my wounded sense of pride up by my hardened heartstrings

try
i promise i will try

there is no god worth working for but there's so much to do
maybe he sleeps maybe he weeps but the only glue down here is between me and you

try
promise me you'll try

try
if only you'd try

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