Sianvar
dont carry this
oh, sitting on the beach
the storm rose through the hills to find you
time slows when youâre with me
donât carry this youâll never hold
donât burry it inside yourself
oh, standing next to me
but i donât have the means to find you
in time i might forget you
wish that i could choose
donât carry this youâll never hold
donât burry it inside tourself
donât pin me
donât leave me at the burial
burial
burial
burial
burial
iâm not gonna take the call
force myself to throw it all away
donât carry this youâll never hold
donât burry it inside yourself
iâm not about to make you stay
iâm not about to run
iâm not about to run
iâm not about to run