Emo Beach Day

It's another open casket
It's my thirteenth reason why
The beach is open we go swimming everybody dies
The doomsday clock is ticking and it just struck twelve pm
Please apply some sunscreen to my super pasty skin

I hate myself
I collect seashells
I need some help
I collect seashells

Its a pain in the ass cos my skin starts to fry
Maybe then I'll get cancer and leave you behind
My skin just wasn't built for a summer like this
I want to go swimming but the sea smells like fish

I hate myself
I collect seashells
I need some help
I collect seashells
I watch the waves
I like how the ocean swells
Emo beach day
I might not kill myself

I hate myself
I collect seashells
I need some help
I collect seashells
I hate myself
I collect seashells
I need some help
I collect seashells
I watch the waves
I like how the ocean swells
Emo beach day
I might not kill myself



Credits
Writer(s): Floyd Whitaker
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