linger
Chris LaRocca
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A million little knives
Carve out your name
In the small of my back
In the folds of my brain
Who can I trust anymore?
Feels like no one these days
And these clouds around my head hold the weight
But I let them linger
I don′t blow them away
Out in the rain in my best clothes to watch the parade
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A million little lives
Anew one each day
I pick one from a wire
And go on my way
Who can I trust anymore?
Feels like no one these days
And these clouds around my head hold the weight
But I let them linger
I don't blow them away
Out in the rain in my best clothes to watch the parade
Composition: Chris LaRocca, Herag Sanbalian, and Jacob Wilkinson-Smith
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