Facebook Story - Frank Ocean

In the land of gods and monsters, I was an angel Living in the garden of evil Screwed up, scared, doing anything that I needed Shining like a fiery beacon You got that medicine I need Fame, liquor, love, give it to me slowly Put your hands on my waist, do it softly Me and God, we don't get along, so now I sing No one's gonna take my soul away I'm living like Jim Morrison Headed towards a messed up holiday Motel sprees, sprees and I'm singing "Oh, yeah, give it to me, this is heaven, what I truly want" It's innocence lost Innocence lost In the land of gods and monsters, I was an angel Looking to get hit hard Like a groupie incognito posing as a real singer Life imitates art You got that medicine I need Dope, shoot it up straight to the heart, please I don't really wanna know what's good for me God's dead, I said, "Baby, that's alright with me" No one's gonna take my soul away I'm living like Jim Morrison Headed towards a messed up holiday Motel sprees, sprees and I'm singing "Oh, yeah, give it to me, this is heaven, what I truly want" It's innocence lost Innocence lost When you talk, it's like a movie, and you're making me crazy 'Cause life imitates art If I get a little prettier, can I be your baby? You tell me, "Life isn't that hard" No one's gonna take my soul away I'm living like Jim Morrison Headed towards a messed up holiday Motel sprees, sprees and I'm singing "Oh, yeah, give it to me, this is heaven, what I truly want" It's innocence lost Innocence lost

L'âme en peine Il vit mais parle a peine Il l'attend devant cette photo d'antan Il, il n'est pas fou, il y crois c'est tout Il la voit partout, il l'attend debout Une rose à la main, ah, à part elle il n'attend rien Rien autour n'a de sens et l'air est lourd Le regard absent, il est seul et lui parle souvent Il, il n'est pas fou, il l'aime c'est tout Il la voit partout, il l'attend debout, debout une rose a la main, non, non plus rien ne le retiens Dans ses love story, dans ses love story, dans ses love story Ses love story Prends ma main, promets-moi que tout ira bien Serre moi fort, près de toi je rêve encore Oui, oui je veux rester, mais je n'sais plus aimer J'ai été trop bête, je t'en prie arrête Arrête, comme je regrette, non je ne voulais pas tout ca Je serai riche, et je t'offrirai tout mon or Et si tu t'en fiches, je t'attendrai sur le port Et si tu m'ignores, je t'offrirai mon dernier souffle de vie Dans my love story, dans my love story, dans my love story My love story Une bougie peut illuminer la nuit Un sourire peut bâtir tout un empire Et il y a toi et il y a moi Et personne n'y croit, mais l'amour fais d'un fou un roi Et si tu m'ignores, j'me battrais encore et encore C'est ta love story, c'est ta love story, c'est l'histoire d'une vie Love story Leurs cris de joie, quelques larmes on s'en va, nos vies dans cette love story Love story, love story, love story Love story, love story, love story Love story, love story

You're gonna see a shadow Midnight playing tricks with your head A silhouette float down the hallway And you'll reach for the light by your bed You'll hear a noise, swear you know the voice And you'll chase it down the stairs You'll look around, not a single sound 'Cause there's no one even there I'm gonna be your ghost story That keeping you up, all night memory I'll be haunting you, you'll be wanting me I'm gonna be your ghost story Your ghost story Your ghost story You'll be sitting at home drinking about me When I'm out with my friends at the bar But there ain't enough whiskey for you not to miss me I'll be waiting at the bottom of the bottle in the dark I'm gonna be your ghost story That keeping you up, all night memory I'll be haunting you, you'll be wanting me I'm gonna be your ghost story Your ghost story, yeah Your ghost story You'll wish you never said goodbye Wish you'd never let me go Let the love between us die You can carve it into stone I'm gonna be your ghost story That keeping you up, all night memory I'll be haunting you, you'll be wanting me I'm gonna be your ghost story Your ghost story, yeah yeah Your ghost story, yeah yeah I'll be haunting you, you'll be wanting me I'm gonna be your ghost story Your ghost story

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

I hate that S-Class Benz that you're so damn proud of You hate my truck 'cause you can't climb out of it And I'll admit it girl, I said it and I meant it Yeah, I loved you for a minute, but we dance sure different It's been a week since you went and hit the highway And made it clear that I oughta have it my way But my way looks a whole lot better With just my truck in the driveway And I hope you find you a high rollin' High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true You got drunk one night and told me I was white trash I was high, but I guess I wasn't high class Enough to show up with you on your own We were never gonna be two kids on a farm And I hope you find you a high rollin' High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true I could sit here bitter and bitchin' And wishin' things woulda gone different But that don't sound nothin' like me at all Honey, who the hell am I kiddin'? And I hope you find you a high rolling High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true Yeah, I hope that's true Oh, I hope that's true Oh, I hope that's true