Tryin from Singe by Lo Wolf

Tryin too hard for not tryin
I’m not tryin hard enough to get by
The sun comes up every morning
It’s saying all you can do is to try
Oh all you can do is to try

I quit drinking, now I smoke like a chimney
One who loves to burn up her insides
I’ve thought about my time of dying
Cause when I die, I’ll be back in their arms
When I die, I’ll go back to their arms

There’s a hole in the room where I’m living
There’s one who sleeps with a gun by her head
They say I tell too many secrets
Can you imagine the secrets I’ve kept
Can you imagine the secrets I’ve kept

Salt air blows in from the ocean
Mountains send it back to the sea
The loneliest people among us
Are saying please, won’t you please, bother me
Ooh oh please, won’t you please, bother me

The sun comes up every morning
It tells me all you can do is to try
I’ve thought about my time of dying
Cause when I die, I’ll be back in their arms
When I die, I’ll go back to their arms

• Acoustic
• Folk
• Soul
• americana
• country
• singer-songwriter
• Asheville