Lemongel - Well I Tried

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Tripping like my shoe Laces loose... Skipping like my rough Edges smooth.... Unfitting like... There’s no room... There’s no room... There’s no room... (Chorus) Well I tried to measure my losses I tried to measure my fears I tried but didn’t succeed and now All that is left is all you can hear Hitting like my bones Are made of steel... Fitting like I’m worth The Seventh Seal... Pushing like There’s no room... There’s no room... There’s no room... (Chorus) Well I tried to measure my losses I tried to measure my fears I tried but didn’t succeed and now All that is left is all you can hear
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