Oil

There's blood in the water
Oil in the drum
Money under the mattress
And the TV's on stun
Turned our tongues into matches
Thoughts into drugs
With a fake hallelujah
At the top of my lungs

Tell me there's something I'm
Failing to realize
Tell me there's some good I've
Yet to believe In

Traded bodies for ashes
Crosses for guns
Turned our hearts into plastic
Heard the clattering from
All the bones in the attic
And what we'd become
As our skeletons panicked
Right under our thumb

Tell me there's something I'm
Failing to realize
Tell me there's some good I've
Yet to believe In
(Tell me there's something)
Tell me there's something I'm
(Tell me there's something)
(Tell me there's something)
Failing to realize
(Tell me there's something)
(Tell me there's something)
Tell me there's some good I've
(Tell me there's something)
(Tell me there's something)
Yet to believe In
(Tell me there's something)

(Oh, who am I now?)
Traded bodies for ashes
Crosses for guns
(Oh, will I find out?)
Turned our hearts into plastic
Heard the clattering from
(Oh, who am I now?)
All the bones in the attic
And what we'd become
(Oh, who am I now?)
As our skeletons panicked
Right under our thumb



Credits
Writer(s): Cory Williams
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