Gonna miss it
Chaos finds her and she surfs it; permanently sandy, permanently optimistic
the numbers
- bpm
- 117
- key
- C# major
- energy
- 0.66
- dance
- 0.96
- valence
- 0.58
- vocal at
- 4.2s
- length
- 1:33
- language
- En
lyrics
Clock in at four-fifteen again Another Friday night here at the Shack Smell of stale grease and dead fish skin No turning back This place sucks I know But kinda my home Gonna miss it Yeah gonna miss it This dumb place Gonna miss it This stupid grin Gonna miss it That cracked tile by the fry machine The faded poster of a smiling prawn Another spilled soda not a clean scene Soon I'll be gone Gonna miss it Yeah gonna miss it This dumb place Gonna miss it This stupid grin Gonna miss it Folding up these greasy aprons for the last time Stacking up the sticky menus one by one Yeah this was