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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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