Oh Well
Don't, don't go, I've grown and known
That you don't, you don't, don't really love me
I'm weak through my bones
But I try to tell myself, oh well
Don't, don't go, I've grown and known
That you don't, you don't, don't really love me
I'm weak through my bones
But I try to tell myself, oh well
Oh well, I can never tell
Between the gambles we risked for ourselves
The pretense that we've dealt, the prejudice felt
Are the hands that pull us straight down to hell
I paid the price for all those times
The strains, the chains, these shackles of mine
I can't stay true to social cues
Apathy is coursing through my veins
An injected sight, my heart flat lines
Deteriorating moral compass fights
Familiar states, and important change
Vice and virtue, they go both ways
Don't, don't go, I've grown and known
That you don't, you don't, don't really love me
I'm weak through my bones
But I try to tell myself, oh well
Whether I sink or swim
It all comes down to this
I won't, if it don't align
With things I hold dear
Whether I sink or swim
It all comes down to this
I won't, if it don't align
With things I hold dear
That you don't, you don't, don't really love me
I'm weak through my bones
But I try to tell myself, oh well
Don't, don't go, I've grown and known
That you don't, you don't, don't really love me
I'm weak through my bones
But I try to tell myself, oh well
Oh well, I can never tell
Between the gambles we risked for ourselves
The pretense that we've dealt, the prejudice felt
Are the hands that pull us straight down to hell
I paid the price for all those times
The strains, the chains, these shackles of mine
I can't stay true to social cues
Apathy is coursing through my veins
An injected sight, my heart flat lines
Deteriorating moral compass fights
Familiar states, and important change
Vice and virtue, they go both ways
Don't, don't go, I've grown and known
That you don't, you don't, don't really love me
I'm weak through my bones
But I try to tell myself, oh well
Whether I sink or swim
It all comes down to this
I won't, if it don't align
With things I hold dear
Whether I sink or swim
It all comes down to this
I won't, if it don't align
With things I hold dear
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Writer(s): Kin Ivan Umpad
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