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[Billy: ok]
[James: nice, uh, sound you've got...]
[Jimmy: ready?]
Pop tart, what's the matter?
Did you lose what you're after?
For your tears, I'm still singing
For your fears, I am ringin'
From Houston on a downer buzz
Like you said it's just because
We'll detonate your long lost kisses
Wished on the eve of forgotten blessings
Distort your way for some new impression
To try to hold on
For this heart, a little bit stronger
Try to hold on, to this love aloud
Try to hold on
For this heart's never been broken
So try to hold on
Try to hold on
Pop tart, did you flatter?
When they spoke of my disasters
At thirteen, I lost my compass
But I'm sure it's all accomplished
As desires run my ghost trains
Like you said in "when it rains"
It pours down the back of the bitter son
Desperate for love and loves everyone
In my mother's arms
No simple harm conspires to hold on
For this heart, a little bit closer
Try to hold on, To this love aloud
Try to hold on
And we know if we go under
We just can't let go
No, no
Pop tart, will it matter?
If I lose and just shatter
Will you cry, and keep cryin'
Will I die, and keep dying
In Tokyo, with sad tragic blues
Like you said it's how you use
'Cause someday we'll know if this even matters
Our rings and maze and simplicity
When can we laugh and take all the credit
And know we'll go free
With our hearts a little bit stronger
Try to hold on
For this love aloud
Try to hold on
For this heart's a little bit frightened
Just try to hold on
Just try to hold on
Just try
[let's roll back a little bit]
Try, Try, Try (normal version)
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Pop tart, what's our mission
Do we know but never listen
For too long they held me under
But I hear it's almost over
In Detroit on a Memphis train
Like you said it's down in the heat
And the summer rain of
The automatic gauze of your memories
Down in the sleep at the airplane races
Try to hold on to this heart
A little bit longer
Try to hold on
To this love, aloud
Try to hold on
For this heart's a little bit colder
Try to hold on to this love
Paperback scrawl your hidden poems
Written around the dried out flowers
Here we are still trading places
To try to hold on
Pop tart, can you envision
A free world of clear division
For too long they held us under
But I know we're getting over
In Detroit with the Nashville tears
Like you said it's down in the heat
With the broken numbers
Down in the gaze of solemnity
Down in the way you held together
To try to hold on to this heart
A little bit closer
Try to hold on to this love, aloud
Try to hold on
For this heart's a little bit older
Try to hold on
To this love, aloud
And we are still alive
Try to hold on
And we have survived
Try to hold on
And no one should deny
We tried to hold onto the pulse
Of the feedback current
Into the flow of encrypted movement
Slapback kills the ancient remnants
That try to hold on
Try to hold on
To this heart alive
Try to hold on
To this love, aloud
Try to hold on
And we are still alive
Try to hold on
And we have survived
Try to hold on
Pop tart, you never listen
Skinned knees
Try to hold on
Stop start, what's our mission
Skinned knees
Try to hold on
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