Fingers
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Lyrics
Never point unless it's your thumbs to your chest It's a small frame but someone has to fill it It's a small frame but someone has to fill it Like adolescents showing their adulthood While their friends sniff their fingers behind the bleachers Anything, anything, for a round of applause for a round of applause for a round of applause for a round of applause for a round of applause for a round of applause
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 01:43
- Key
- 2
- Tempo
- 120 BPM