Video musical

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ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Frank Ocean
Frank Ocean
Canto
Alex Giannascoli
Alex Giannascoli
Guitarra eléctrica
Buddy Ross
Buddy Ross
Teclados
Jon Brion
Jon Brion
Teclados
Malay Ho
Malay Ho
Teclados
SebastiAn
SebastiAn
Programación
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Christopher Breaux
Christopher Breaux
Letrista
James Ryan Wuihun Ho
James Ryan Wuihun Ho
Letrista
John Lennon
John Lennon
Letrista
Kanye West
Kanye West
Letrista
Paul McCartney
Paul McCartney
Letrista
Alex Giannascoli
Alex Giannascoli
Arreglista
Buddy Ross
Buddy Ross
Arreglista
Jon Brion
Jon Brion
Arreglista
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Frank Ocean
Frank Ocean
Producción
Jeff Ellis
Jeff Ellis
Ingeniería
Jon Brion
Jon Brion
Producción
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Masterización
Om'Mas Keith
Om'Mas Keith
Producción
Tom Elmhirst
Tom Elmhirst
Ingeniería de mezcla

Letra

Bad luck to talk on these rides Mind on the road, your dilated eyes Watch the clouds float, white Ferrari Had a good time (Sweet 16, how was I supposed to know anything?) I let you out at Central I didn't care to state the plain Kept my mouth closed We're both so familiar White Ferrari, good times Stick by me, close by me You were fine, you were fine here That's just a slow body You left when I forgot to speak So I text to speech, lesser speeds Texas speed, yes Basic takes its toll on me Eventually, eventually, yes Ah, on me eventually, eventually, yes I care for you still and I will (and I will) forever That was my part of the deal, honest We got so familiar Spending each day of the year White Ferrari (oh), good times In this life (life), in this life (life) One too many years Some tattooed eyelids on a facelift (oh, whoa-whoa, no, nah) Mind over matter is magic, I do magic If you think about it, it'll be over in no time And that's life (oh-oh, oh) (Love) I'm sure we're taller in another dimension You say we're small and not worth the mention You're tired of movin', your body's achin' (whoo, ooh) We could vacay, there's places to go Clearly, this isn't all that there is (no way) Can't take what's been given (no way) But we're so okay here, we're doing fine (no way) Primal and naked You dream of walls that hold us in prision (ah) It's just a skull, least that's what they call it And we're free to roam
Writer(s): Christopher Breaux, James Ryan Wuihun Ho, Kanye Omari West, John Winston Lennon, Paul James Mccartney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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