Oceana
Another seeming wave of some big consequence
A modern antiquity becoming relevant
The greatest chance for hope lies in the irony
Your fame's also your fate we watch with bated breath
Are you washed up? I'm not sure
Closed world on open sea
You hooked me with your dark eyes
But you prey upon the weak... and it's your week
Oh, oh, oh, oh... pull me under
Oh, oh, oh, oh... with your bite
Oh, oh, oh, oh... Oceana
It gets better all the time
You've no idea of hate, nor any love to give
Your fame's your great escape, if it will bring you back
Are you washed up? I'm not sure
Closed world on open sea
But you hooked me with your dark eyes
But you prey upon the weak... and it's your week
Oh, oh, oh, oh... pull me under
Oh, oh, oh, oh... with your bite
Oh, oh, oh, oh... Oceana
It gets better all the time
I see red again
Oh, oh, oh, oh... pull me under
Oh, oh, oh, oh... with your bite
Oh, oh, oh, oh... Oceana
It gets better all the time
Ah... Ah... Ah...
Oh, oh, oh, oh... pull me under
Oh, oh, oh, oh... with your bite
Oh, oh, oh, oh... Oceana
It gets better all the time
Oh, oh, oh, oh... pull me under
Oh, oh, oh, oh... with your bite
Oh, oh, oh, oh... Oceana
It gets better all the time
It gets better all the time
It gets better all the time
I see red again
A modern antiquity becoming relevant
The greatest chance for hope lies in the irony
Your fame's also your fate we watch with bated breath
Are you washed up? I'm not sure
Closed world on open sea
You hooked me with your dark eyes
But you prey upon the weak... and it's your week
Oh, oh, oh, oh... pull me under
Oh, oh, oh, oh... with your bite
Oh, oh, oh, oh... Oceana
It gets better all the time
You've no idea of hate, nor any love to give
Your fame's your great escape, if it will bring you back
Are you washed up? I'm not sure
Closed world on open sea
But you hooked me with your dark eyes
But you prey upon the weak... and it's your week
Oh, oh, oh, oh... pull me under
Oh, oh, oh, oh... with your bite
Oh, oh, oh, oh... Oceana
It gets better all the time
I see red again
Oh, oh, oh, oh... pull me under
Oh, oh, oh, oh... with your bite
Oh, oh, oh, oh... Oceana
It gets better all the time
Ah... Ah... Ah...
Oh, oh, oh, oh... pull me under
Oh, oh, oh, oh... with your bite
Oh, oh, oh, oh... Oceana
It gets better all the time
Oh, oh, oh, oh... pull me under
Oh, oh, oh, oh... with your bite
Oh, oh, oh, oh... Oceana
It gets better all the time
It gets better all the time
It gets better all the time
I see red again
Credits
Writer(s): James Timothy Millican, Aaron Francis Kent Herbster, Heath Cooper Macintosh, Noel Christian Didear
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.