trying

trying, yes i am trying
but you already know me too well
and i still have a headache from
the speed with which we fell

strong, that's what you tell me
but no, i just have no reason to hide
most people live on their faults
and i, well i live on my pride

sick, yes i am sick
of everyone expecting so much
they pull and they wrench and they don't give a damn
but my medicine, my prize is your touch

and tired, yes i am tired
this double life suits me not well
but trying yes i am trying
my soul's but a trinket to sell

and you, you are the first buyer
for which i would take this hell

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