Music Video
Frank Ocean - Novacane (Lyrics)
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Frank Ocean
Vocals
Alex Al
Bass Guitar
Christopher Stewart
Keyboards
L. Neuble
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Stewart
Songwriter
Christopher Breaux
Songwriter
L. Neuble
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Wuepper
Mixing Engineer
Brian "B. Luv" Thomas
Engineer
Christopher Stewart
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
[Verse 1]
I think I started somethin'
I got what I wanted, did-didn't I?
Can't feel nothin', superhuman
Even when I'm fuckin', Viagra poppin'
Every single record auto-tunin'
Zero emotion, muted emotion
Pitch-corrected computed emotion, uh-huh
[Verse 2]
I blame it on a model broad with a Hollywood smile, ow
Stripper booty and a rack like, "Wow"
Brain like Berkeley
Met her at Coachella, I went to see Jigga
She went to see Z-Trip
Perfect
[Verse 3]
I took a seat on the ice-cold lawn
She handed me a ice-blue bong, whatever
She said she wanna be a dentist really badly
She's in school, payin' for tuition doin' porn in the Valley
At least she workin'
[Verse 4]
But girl, I can't feel my face
What are we smokin' anyway?
She said, "Don't let the high go to waste"
But can you taste a little taste of
[Chorus]
Novacane, baby, baby
Novacane, baby, I want you
Fuck me good, fuck me long, fuck me numb
Love me now, when I'm gone, love me none
Love me none, love me none
Numb, numb, numb, numb
[Verse 5]
Sink full of dishes, pacin' in the kitchen
Cocaine for breakfast, yikes
Bed full of women, flip on the tripod
Little red light on, shootin', I'm feelin' like
Stanley Kubrick
This is some visionary shit
Been tryna film pleasure with my eyes wide shut
But it keeps on movin'
[Verse 6]
I blame it on the model broad with a Hollywood smile
Stripper booty with a rack like wow
I'll never forget ya
You put me on a feelin' I never had
Never had, never had
And ever since I been tryna get it back
And pick it up and put it back
Now I'm somethin' like the chemist on campus
But there's no drug around
Quite like what I found in you, you
[Verse 7]
I still can't feel my face
What am I smokin' anyway?
She said, "Don't let the high go to waste"
But can you taste a little taste of
[Chorus]
Novacane, baby, baby
Novacane, baby, I want you
Fuck me good, fuck me long, fuck me numb
Love me now, when I'm gone, love me none
Love me none, love me none
Numb, numb, numb, numb
[Bridge]
Novacane, novacane
Novacane, novacane
Novacane, oh-oh
Numb the pain, numb the pain
Numb the pain, numb the pain
Numb the pain
Novacane, novacane
Novacane, novacane
Novacane
For the pain, for the pain
Novacane, novacane
[Bridge]
Oh-ho, oh-ho, ho-ho
Oh-ho, oh-ho, ho-ho-ho
Oh-ho, oh-ho, ho-ho
Oh-ho, oh-ho, ho-ho-ho
[Outro]
Pretty girls involved with me
Makin' pretty love to me, pretty
Pity, pity
All the pretty girls involved with me
Makin' pretty love to me, pretty
Pity, pity
[Outro]
Oh-oh, I can't feel a thing, I can't feel, can't feel a thing
Can't feel a thing, can't feel, feel-feel-feel a
I can't feel-feel a
Novacane, novacane, novacane
I can't feel-feel a
Novacane for the pain, for the pain
I can't, can't feel a
Feel a, feel a, oh
Novacane, novacane, 'cane
Written by: Christopher Breaux
