Written by Waynne Nugent/Frank Ocean/Kevin Risto
Am G that's a pretty big trunk on my lincoln town car ain't it Em F big enough to take these broken hearts and put em in it.. Am G now i'm driving round on the boulevard trunk bleeding Em F and everytime the cops pull me over they don't ever see them they never see them Dm Em and i've got this black suit on Am G Dm Em roaming around like i'm ready for a fune-ral F G 5 more miles till the road runs out Am G i'm about to drive in the ocean Em F imma try to swim from something bigger than me Am kick off my shoes G and swim good and swim good Em take off this suit F and swim good and swim good, good (dun-dun section: Am G Em F) Am G got some pretty good beats on this 808cc beatin Em F memory seats i'm sitting on stay heated Am G i would've put tints on my windows but what's the difference Em F when i feel like a ghost no Schwayze ever since i lost my baby Dm Em and i've got this black suit on Am G Dm Em roaming around like i'm ready for a fune - ral F G one more miles till the road runs out Am G i'm about to drive in the ocean Em F imma try to swim from something bigger than me Am kick off my shoes G and swim good and swim good Em take off this suit F and swim good and swim good, good Am G i'm going off don't try stopping me Em F i'm going off don't try saving Am no flares G no vest Em and no fear F waves are washing me Am G i'm about to drive in the ocean Em F imma try to swim from something bigger than me Am kick off my shoes G and swim good and swim good Em take off this suit F and swim good and swim good, good Am G Em F
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