Beach Bum
Take
One last look at me
You
Won't like what you see
At least
Ive come to terms with myself
Im just a bum on a beach
Dreaming of you and me
I
Used to hate my life
Till
I met my non-existent future wife
Now
Im back at the start
You built me up
And then you tore me apart
Give
Me
Just give me one more shot
Lola I promise you
Ill give it all that I got
At last
Ive come to terms with my life
Im just a bum on a beach
A fuckin freak
When the sea
Splashes up on my face
The crowds can't see me cry
Ive got sand in my ass
Tears in my eyes
And I wanna die
When I stare
Directly into the sun
(Into the sun)
Im trying to go blind
Ive got memories in my head
You in my eyes
(you in my eyes)
The pain won't subside
I coulda got us
A bungalow by the beach
Two kids in the yard
(Two kids, a family)
We coulda lived this life
You and I
Lived alone, together
Till we died
(Till we died)
Instead I got
A tent by the beach
(Like a drifter)
And a bunch of seagulls in my zone
The nights are freezing cold
But if you were here
We could keep each other warm.
When the sea
Splashes up on my face
The crowds can't see me cry
Ive got sand in my ass
Tears in my eyes
And I wanna die
One last look at me
You
Won't like what you see
At least
Ive come to terms with myself
Im just a bum on a beach
Dreaming of you and me
I
Used to hate my life
Till
I met my non-existent future wife
Now
Im back at the start
You built me up
And then you tore me apart
Give
Me
Just give me one more shot
Lola I promise you
Ill give it all that I got
At last
Ive come to terms with my life
Im just a bum on a beach
A fuckin freak
When the sea
Splashes up on my face
The crowds can't see me cry
Ive got sand in my ass
Tears in my eyes
And I wanna die
When I stare
Directly into the sun
(Into the sun)
Im trying to go blind
Ive got memories in my head
You in my eyes
(you in my eyes)
The pain won't subside
I coulda got us
A bungalow by the beach
Two kids in the yard
(Two kids, a family)
We coulda lived this life
You and I
Lived alone, together
Till we died
(Till we died)
Instead I got
A tent by the beach
(Like a drifter)
And a bunch of seagulls in my zone
The nights are freezing cold
But if you were here
We could keep each other warm.
When the sea
Splashes up on my face
The crowds can't see me cry
Ive got sand in my ass
Tears in my eyes
And I wanna die
Credits
Writer(s): Harold Journey
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