i try
Nicolas Sales
GENRE I try
To make some sense of all the signs
That I can find
To take control of all the pain that’s left
Inside
To realize it’s all in my mind
I try
I don’t know why
I don’t know why
I try
To make you understand in all the conversations that I wish we had (that I wish we had)
And I try
To push it all away when it all gets
Too hard
But don’t we all?
(But Don’t we all?)
I fucked up...
I fucked up and let it get to me
I messed up
I couldn’t take the fact it had me beat
I fucked up
I threw it all away
Because I felt
Too much
To make some sense of all the signs
That I can find
To take control of all the pain that’s left
Inside
To realize it’s all in my mind
I try
I don’t know why
I don’t know why
I try
To make you understand in all the conversations that I wish we had (that I wish we had)
And I try
To push it all away when it all gets
Too hard
But don’t we all?
(But Don’t we all?)
I fucked up...
I fucked up and let it get to me
I messed up
I couldn’t take the fact it had me beat
I fucked up
I threw it all away
Because I felt
Too much
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