Compass

My compass is on the fritz
I walked into the ocean and ya caught wind of it
Gave a boardwalk beard my last few bucks
Says he "buys sells and takes" but gives no fucks

There's oil in water
Oil in water
Clinking like it's some kinda club
Where the only dues are showing up

You never felt more a child
Than when the sky's blocked out by the gathering clouds
And your stomach sinks like your mama just yelled
But you're a grown man thinking that you weathered it well

You're oil in water
Oil in water
Clinking like it's some kinda club
Where the only dues are showing up



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Writer(s): Jon Fricchione
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