No Fight, Try [E]

[Verse 1 - male vocals, trap music vocals.] This just wasn't a problem It was my life Untold expanses Flooding the scape of my sight It's like nothing was full And there was no fight No, no fight... There was... no fighting this... . (Trust me) I tried and I tried I swear I did Pried and pried But nothing'd give. My fingers were split Nails yanked from their beds And I kept hearing try harder Like anyone'd seen in my head Like anyone'd seen in my head [soft, almost understanding] (Much less my heart) (Much less this world) (Much less what life felt~) [Prechorus] Raw, yeah I felt raw Yet everything was muted and also like I was numb Like I'd seen it all Like I could never be surprised, by anyone. - And yeah sure there were some points,. That stuck out, that shed light But they were few and far between Like a few pinholes poked in a night sky. [Break] [Verse 2 - switch to female vocals, trap music vocals] Everything after was just a tint of the same, One thing was disappointing, another just impossibly plain. But every now and again something would light up, Something would show me it's face. . (stop) - It'd smile at me warmly, while this thing pulled me away, And I knew I wasn't alone, but I couldn't figure out how to stay. How to keep from getting my breath yanked from me, But only because I'd realize it was already happening~. . Fuck... my chest burned but there's nothing on me, The fuck is this..? Like some chasm of, invisible ~scarring~. Like whatever has it's fingers in my brain was staking it's claim, And then that thing became... me, yeah one in the same. . - But that wasn't until after therapy, till the talks, till the meds Till the walks for hours and hours, so my legs were almost blissfully dead. Nah, up until then it was clenched jaws and tight fists, Focused on the day and trying to simply survive it. (whatever that means...) [Pause - build up] [Hook - both male and female vocals together, melodic, openly vulnerable, rolling, slight swaying, felt harshly, not triumphant.] Yeah my eyes are still blown wide, When you see me. My chest is still steadily tight, When I'm breathing. - Yeah, nothing has really changed, Except how I see things. Cause nothing can, Nah, this thing ain't leaving. [End Hook] [Chorus - both male and female vocals together, melodic, openly vulnerable, rolling, slight swaying, felt harshly, not triumphant.] Yeah my eyes are still blown wide When you see me. My chest is still steadily tight When I'm breathing. - Yeah, nothing has really changed Except how I see things Cause nothing can, Nah, this thing ain't leaving. [End Chorus] [Instrumental interlude] [Bridge - quiet, almost curious, almost loving voice.] So, now we dap up, tap out, Trade places back and forth. And sometimes it's quieter now, But I always hear it's voice. And it's oddly comfortable, Or maybe I've just submitted. To the struggle..., To what I've been gifted [Verse 1 - male vocals, trap music vocals.] This