by the bay
by the bay there is a girl that ruins my day I can't say anything I keep crying, whying, denying, and trying I'm the broken one, the one that weeps, the one that dreams, of a far away land, where my problems disappear, down my the bay I should spend my days, I'm not sure what I did or why I'm so hated and betrayed why the girl by the bay still ruins my day I can't imagine my life being stuck here maybe I will wake and this will all just be fake
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