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Back of the Bay

I don’t wanna go home for this one

They’ll be tuning my heart strings down to low

Church bells are ringing, I can hear them

From thousands of miles away

I think back a while

I had a whole lot going on

I regret my hesitation and my apprehension

Over picking up the phone

I’m not dealin, I’m okay

I’ll get through this shit in my own way

Two phone calls, too late

Gonna work it all out in the back of the bay

They buried a good friend in the ground

One who could love like no one else

Best friends growing up down the block

The type that always had your back

I think back a while

I had a whole lot going on

I regret my hesitation and my apprehension

Over picking up the phone

I’m not dealin, I’m okay

I’ll get through this shit in my own way

Two phone calls, too late

Gonna work it all out in the back of the bay