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olivia gubel - laguna lyrics

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there’s a candle on the bookshelf
and the box says it smells like laguna beach
grocery store cherries and disposable camera wrappers
is what it should smell like to me

embroidered clouds and a satin sunlight
i fell in the salty teal sea
they say blood is thicker than water
but you are like family to me

but i don’t want to chase like an old memory
girls aren’t allowed to chase boys but i hope you’d chase me
i don’t want to look back at the photos hiding in a pink hatbox
i don’t want to think of you when i hear “autumn leaves”
cause i know the nostalgia will cut a little too deep
i don’t want to wonder if our paths will ever cross
i don’t want to cherish a road that’s gone, i want to cherish you

i used to think that you were like the dandelions
that dance through the sky in oregon
but i learned you weren’t fleeting
as we walking through my grandmother’s garden

but i don’t want to chase like an old memory
girls aren’t allowed to chase boys but i hope you’d chase me
i don’t want to look back at the photos hiding in a pink hatbox
i don’t want to think of you when i hear “autumn leaves”
cause i know the nostalgia will cut a little too deep
i don’t want to wonder if our paths will ever cross
i don’t want to cherish a road that’s gone, i want to cherish you
players never quit the game
and all guys are forever the same
i’m ashamed to have believed them
and angry that they ever slandered your name

i don’t want to live in sepia or black and white
pining for old days as we fight
or even worse
not having you there at all

but i don’t want to chase like an old memory
girls aren’t allowed to chase boys but i hope you’d chase me
i don’t want to look back at the photos hiding in a pink hatbox
i don’t want to look back at the photos hiding in a pink hatbox
i don’t want to think of you when i hear “autumn leaves”
cause i know the nostalgia will cut a little too deep
i don’t want to wonder if our paths will ever cross

i don’t want to look back at the photos hiding in a pink hatbox
i don’t want to look back at the photos hiding in a pink hatbox
i don’t want to cherish a road that’s gone

- olivia gubel lyrics

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