Do you want to go to the seaside?
I'm not trying to say that everybody wants to go
I fell in love at the seaside
I handled my charm with time and slide of hand

Do you want to go to the seaside?
I'm not trying to say that everybody wants to go
I fell in love on the seaside
She handled her charm with time and slide of hand, hand, hand

But I'm just trying to love you
any kind of way
But I find it hard to love you, girl
When you're far away
Away

Do you want to go to the seaside?
I'm not trying say that everybody wants to go
But I fell in love on the seaside
On the seaside
In the, seaside



friends:






Clubz:






Bacardi

when you walk home from the party

drunk on bacardi and listening
to the voices that lie to you nightly,
make you frightened of everyone,
make you sorry for something.
you go home and spend your life
alone with the stereo,
watching the late show; or force yourself
out in the night to meet your generation.
you feel like claymation in fluorescent light.
on our knees, we made it hard to see,
we made it hard to breathe and the air was thin.



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