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the_beach
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yoink
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as close as i'll ever come as close as we'll ever be no regrets, no shame as perfect as could be even though the popo came, thank you, bg, for being with me
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instrumental
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i thought i told you to meet me i thought i heard your words tell me how does it feel when your heart grows cold
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yoink
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is eroding. my skin is eroding. my comfort is eroding. goodbye, beach. come back. come back. come back. bottled loss for sale. you only have to pay for the bottle
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010706
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Casey
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I have never seen the true beach, by the ocean. As a matter of fact I hace never seen the ocean. I live in Iowa, so maybe I should just dig a very big hole, put some sand around it, then call it the Iowa Ocean.
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010706
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nocturnal
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I hate the beach. I still go all the time, just cuz it's there. but there's nothing there for me. well, at least not at the mississippi one, which is the one nearest me. the water looks like liquid shit, and feels pretty much the same. I'm super sensitive to the sun, so I either come back in pain, or I spend my whole time there reapplying that greasy shit all over myself. and the sand, OH THE SAND! it's impossible to ever get it all off of you. it gets places where it shouldn't, and it makes me feel all dirty, like I need a shower immediately. can't wait to go to florida in a couple weeks! woohoo! I think I'll just stay in the condo and drink while everyone else suns themselves. that's all I'm going for, anyway.
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010706
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"The" Man
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It's covered in the_sand!
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080710
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
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