Try not to get so righteous About what’s fair for everyone Find what’s left in you Channel something good
Try your best to slowly withdraw From the darkest impulses of your heart Try your best to feel and receive Your body is a blade that cuts a path from day to day
Calling it off, our hoax of trying What’s this place if you’re not here? Emptied the house and staged it for buying Wave goodbye to all your things
Try your best to slowly withdraw Try your best to slowly withdraw Your body is a blade that moves while your brain is writhing Knuckled under pain, you mourn but your blood is flowing
