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BEACH DAY
I need a beach day, baby
Gonna drive away
Gimme the keys, no you're not coming with me
It's kinda sad to see ya
But I don't need ya
And I wouldn't wanna be ya
Kinda funny thinking back
How many times I had your back
And now you're tryna come back to me
But I ain't ready for that
Let me show you all the ways you let me down
You gave me that cheap stuff more times than I can count
And I've been bottling up the
Light from the sun, I've got to
Break it to ya swiftly
I'm not willing to talk to you, I'm done
Beach day, baby
I need a beach day, baby
Wanted to try to work it out
And see what this was all about
But every time I had a doubt, you would just
Act like we had a drought
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