Try

If you're right
Then you're wrong
You can see that you're on your own
Its alright to let yourself cry

If woke up this morning and pictured your fate
Running wild somewhere happy
But you you wanna take your time
Just let yourself try

Well this evening you woke up beside of your self
Put your foot to the floor and just hold on tight
Its all right
You wanna hurt yourself fine

Would you bleed for your health
Would you butcher your dead
Would your feet keep busy until hell gets tired
Its all right
You wanna hurt yourself fine

Write your letters from hell
Keep your torturers stare
Keep your eye off the time and just hold on tight
Its alright
You wanna hurt yourself fine

Now this thing that you want
You seem to wanna take your time
Thats all right
You wanna let yourself try

Cos this evening you woke up beside your self
Put your foot to the floor and just hold on tight
Thats all right
But ya wanna let yourself try

Work sucks
He saddles up
And zips up his coat
He rolls a cigarette
And says "i dont wanna go cold"

Now how'd i wind up with soul?

It's really got a hold on me
Its putting bullets in me
But if it dont feel right
Its just a waste of time
Man, howd i wind up with soul?

Now you're on, your own
And you seem, to wanna take things slow
Thats all right, just let yourself try
You're on your own
And you seem to wanna take things slow
Thats alright
Just let yourself try

And this evening you woke up beside of yourself
Put your foot to the floor and just hold on tight
Its all right
To let yourself try