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Oh Well Video (MV)




Performed By: Korcid
Language: English
Length: 3:31
Written by: Cory Dye




Korcid - Oh Well Lyrics




I've lost all ambition
A worldly acclaim
I just want to be the one you love
Believe me, I don't want to set the world on fire

I need some f*cking rum
It must just be me, cause things never seem to work out when I fake it
I smile every day, placing the same frown on my face
This must be a vivid dream, like I'm chasing a dragon

Nervous, holding the edge of my seat
I'm sweating profusely near the peak of my sanity
I've never pictured Nirvana without chaos in the distance
Like I'm trapped in fairy tales, I'm taking the task to save any bitch

Regardless of my circumstances
Psh, next applicant
Eureka, in the heat of the dull fog moment
During the psychosis, huh

What's up, doc
Write me up another script for risperdal
So I can get back to drooling
I miss that slow movement
F*ck, why isn't my dick grooving

Oh well, on days like this, I self-reflect
Wondering if life is worth the time
If I only had a dime for every time that I've heard that line
There would be no sense in rubbing pennies
Or making deals with demons
Just for the chance to enjoy my favorite restaurant on the f*cking weekends

Oh well, my life is baked and cheesy
My sex life left discreetly
The zipper scar on my chest, right under my peck
Left idiots perplexed, awfully curious to guess
Are you dickless or titless
I'm a man not trans, isn't that obvious, bitch
Oops, pardon my French

Goddammit, Korcid, I gotta edit that out later
The alphabet army's gonna cancel you for sure

So what if I cheddar-bobbed only opportunity
It'll be swept under the rug after I mask my voice with autotune, ya f*cking goof troop

Oh well, on days like this, I self-reflect
Wondering if life is worth the time
If I only had a dime for every time that I've heard that line
There would be no sense in rubbing pennies
Or making deals with demons
Just for the chance to enjoy my favorite restaurant on the f*cking weekends

Oh well, if you wanna do what you want without any form of consequence
Just transition and grow a set of tits
Migrate to my hometown of ashland
Ohio's capital for hipster hicks
That are indecisive with rollin' blunts
Or plopping in a Copenhagen dip

A city stuffed full of corrupt politicians
It must've been a corwincidence that ronald forsthoefel released me at the beginning of his retirement
Since I'm such a menace to society
How come a thousand was to ten percent
Shit, don't feel bad for assisting with my suicide attempt
What do you gotta worry about
Release the footage that was never recorded during thee event
Make sure you puff your chest out proudly when you speak on it, bitch

Oh well, on days like this, I self-reflect
Wondering if life is worth the time
If I only had a dime for every time that I've heard that line
There would be no sense in rubbing pennies
Or making deals with demons
Just for the chance to enjoy my favorite restaurant on the f*cking weekends

You told me you fell in love with it
Hadn't gone as I'd planned
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I've lost all ambition
A worldly acclaim
I just want to be the one you love
Believe me, I don't want to set the world on fire

I need some f*cking rum
It must just be me, cause things never seem to work out when I fake it
I smile every day, placing the same frown on my face
This must be a vivid dream, like I'm chasing a dragon

Nervous, holding the edge of my seat
I'm sweating profusely near the peak of my sanity
I've never pictured Nirvana without chaos in the distance
Like I'm trapped in fairy tales, I'm taking the task to save any bitch

Regardless of my circumstances
Psh, next applicant
Eureka, in the heat of the dull fog moment
During the psychosis, huh

What's up, doc
Write me up another script for risperdal
So I can get back to drooling
I miss that slow movement
F*ck, why isn't my dick grooving

Oh well, on days like this, I self-reflect
Wondering if life is worth the time
If I only had a dime for every time that I've heard that line
There would be no sense in rubbing pennies
Or making deals with demons
Just for the chance to enjoy my favorite restaurant on the f*cking weekends

Oh well, my life is baked and cheesy
My sex life left discreetly
The zipper scar on my chest, right under my peck
Left idiots perplexed, awfully curious to guess
Are you dickless or titless
I'm a man not trans, isn't that obvious, bitch
Oops, pardon my French

Goddammit, Korcid, I gotta edit that out later
The alphabet army's gonna cancel you for sure

So what if I cheddar-bobbed only opportunity
It'll be swept under the rug after I mask my voice with autotune, ya f*cking goof troop

Oh well, on days like this, I self-reflect
Wondering if life is worth the time
If I only had a dime for every time that I've heard that line
There would be no sense in rubbing pennies
Or making deals with demons
Just for the chance to enjoy my favorite restaurant on the f*cking weekends

Oh well, if you wanna do what you want without any form of consequence
Just transition and grow a set of tits
Migrate to my hometown of ashland
Ohio's capital for hipster hicks
That are indecisive with rollin' blunts
Or plopping in a Copenhagen dip

A city stuffed full of corrupt politicians
It must've been a corwincidence that ronald forsthoefel released me at the beginning of his retirement
Since I'm such a menace to society
How come a thousand was to ten percent
Shit, don't feel bad for assisting with my suicide attempt
What do you gotta worry about
Release the footage that was never recorded during thee event
Make sure you puff your chest out proudly when you speak on it, bitch

Oh well, on days like this, I self-reflect
Wondering if life is worth the time
If I only had a dime for every time that I've heard that line
There would be no sense in rubbing pennies
Or making deals with demons
Just for the chance to enjoy my favorite restaurant on the f*cking weekends

You told me you fell in love with it
Hadn't gone as I'd planned
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Writer: Cory Dye
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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