Oscar

Don't go downstairs yet
You still got time
You still got your invitation
You're not a crime
You should stop playing hide-and-seek now
Come out come out
You should be sipping tea with someone
Not steeped in doubt

So don't go down
Slipping thru his fingers
You've been thru the ringer Oscar

Come on sit down next to me
Come on, come share my bread
Don't listen to that little voice behind you
Cause his bark is just his bark
Don't pay no mind to what he said

No so don't go down
Slipping thru his fingers
You've been thru the ringer
Oscar
And I know you've been
Holding every breath still
Thinking that they're coming for the kill
But come on home

The water's too damn cold
And you got some hands to hold
So hold on
But your story's still untold
And you got these hands to hold
So hold on

Don't go down
Slipping thru his fingers
You've been thru the ringer
Oscar
And I know you've been
Holding every breath still
Thinking that they're coming for the kill
Let's bring it home



Credits
Writer(s): Lacey Gutekunst, William Coon, Laura Dadap, John Gilmartin, Blake Pfeil
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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