This Is Me Trying (Not Really) – Blade Ward Cantrip Song

[Intro instrumental - Soft harp chords. Lazy finger-snaps. Arcane sparkles layered with yawning violin tones. A spell being cast by someone who couldn’t care less.] [Intro] You storm the room like thunder made flesh, Steel in your hand, sweat on your brow. Meanwhile, I’m unbothered— Fixing my cuffs, adjusting my brow. [Verse 1] Once, I wrapped myself in whispers, Just to soften all the cuts. Half the hurt, still whole and standing, While your rage burned down to ruts. They changed it since, I barely noticed— Now your strikes just lose their bite. Subtract your fury, watch it stumble, I’m the calm that kills your fight. [Chorus 1] This is me trying... just enough. One syllable, and that’s my bluff. You swing like war, I float like fluff. How adorable—your version of tough. [Verse 2] I see the way you need reactions, Every hit, a desperate plea. But I don’t dance for blood or honor— I cast convenience. Quietly. You yell for valor, cry for grit, I raise a hand—and that’s all it takes. Not bravery. Not cowardice. Just brilliance with fewer stakes. [Chorus 2] This is me trying… if you squint. Effort’s expensive, I pay in glint. You break a sweat, I raise a hint. My silence stings more than your sprint. [Instrumental Transition - A smirking violin solo. Arpeggios skip like mocking laughter. Magical reverb mimics a spell casting in slow motion.] [Bridge] You want a duel? You want me loud? To match your blade and make you proud? But I won’t lunge—I won’t applaud. I don’t fight back. I Blade Ward. [Final Chorus] This is me trying… technically. A flick, a word, strategically. I cast, I wait, effortlessly. You bleed for praise. I breathe for free. [Outro] Some chase glory like it’s food, I find comfort in a safer mood. You burn bright, but burn too fast— I’ll still be here, after you’re past. [Outro instrumental - Fades with a smirk—a minor chord, a slow spell chime, and a lazy shrug in sound.]