Beautifully…
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Lyrics
We spend our childhood nights In the warm suburban lights All the surfers and the punks They all scared me And we hopped the Mission walls And we'd run through longest halls To courtyard where the girl Gave hands to me And the memories that I have Of my beautifully fucked-up Dad Are the strangest memories That I have He broke my Mom's heart And he tore us all apart But the magic in his smile Brought him back to me And the memories that I have Of my beautifully messed-up Dad Are the strangest memories That I have
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:39
- Key
- 9
- Tempo
- 148 BPM