| Song | Try, Try, Try |
| Artist | The Smashing Pumpkins |
| Album | Machina / The Machines Of God |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Corgan | |
| Lyrics:Billy Corgan Music:Billy Corgan | |
| 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 our Memphis train | |
| Like you said | |
| Down in the heat | |
| Of 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 | |
| Try with 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 | |
| Try to hold on | |
| Pop tart, can you envision | |
| A free world, a 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 | |
| Try to hold on | |
| To this heart | |
| A little bit closer | |
| Try to hold on | |
| Try with this love aloud | |
| Try to hold on | |
| For this heart's | |
| A little bit older | |
| To hold on | |
| Try with this love aloud | |
| And we are still alive | |
| Try to hold on | |
| And we all survive | |
| Try to hold on | |
| And no one should deny | |
| We tried to hold on | |
| To the pulse of the feedback current | |
| Into the flow of the encrypted movement | |
| Slapback kills the ancient remnants | |
| That try to hold on | |
| Try to hold on | |
| Try, to this heart alive | |
| Try, with this lovea loud, try | |
| Try to hold on | |
| Try, and we are still alive | |
| Try to hold on | |
| Try, and we all survive | |
| 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 | |
| Try |
| zuo ci : Corgan | |
| Lyrics: Billy Corgan Music: Billy Corgan | |
| 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 our Memphis train | |
| Like you said | |
| Down in the heat | |
| Of 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 | |
| Try with 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 | |
| Try to hold on | |
| Pop tart, can you envision | |
| A free world, a 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 | |
| Try to hold on | |
| To this heart | |
| A little bit closer | |
| Try to hold on | |
| Try with this love aloud | |
| Try to hold on | |
| For this heart' s | |
| A little bit older | |
| To hold on | |
| Try with this love aloud | |
| And we are still alive | |
| Try to hold on | |
| And we all survive | |
| Try to hold on | |
| And no one should deny | |
| We tried to hold on | |
| To the pulse of the feedback current | |
| Into the flow of the encrypted movement | |
| Slapback kills the ancient remnants | |
| That try to hold on | |
| Try to hold on | |
| Try, to this heart alive | |
| Try, with this lovea loud, try | |
| Try to hold on | |
| Try, and we are still alive | |
| Try to hold on | |
| Try, and we all survive | |
| 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 | |
| Try |
| zuò cí : Corgan | |
| Lyrics: Billy Corgan Music: Billy Corgan | |
| 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 our Memphis train | |
| Like you said | |
| Down in the heat | |
| Of 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 | |
| Try with 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 | |
| Try to hold on | |
| Pop tart, can you envision | |
| A free world, a 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 | |
| Try to hold on | |
| To this heart | |
| A little bit closer | |
| Try to hold on | |
| Try with this love aloud | |
| Try to hold on | |
| For this heart' s | |
| A little bit older | |
| To hold on | |
| Try with this love aloud | |
| And we are still alive | |
| Try to hold on | |
| And we all survive | |
| Try to hold on | |
| And no one should deny | |
| We tried to hold on | |
| To the pulse of the feedback current | |
| Into the flow of the encrypted movement | |
| Slapback kills the ancient remnants | |
| That try to hold on | |
| Try to hold on | |
| Try, to this heart alive | |
| Try, with this lovea loud, try | |
| Try to hold on | |
| Try, and we are still alive | |
| Try to hold on | |
| Try, and we all survive | |
| 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 | |
| Try |