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Oh Well Video (MV)




Performed By: OK Club
Language: English
Length: 4:17
Written by: Darl Alba, Kin Ivan Umpad
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OK Club - Oh Well Lyrics




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
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English

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
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Writer: Darl Alba, Kin Ivan Umpad
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