Testo Frames - Austin Basham
Testo della canzone Frames (Austin Basham), tratta dall'album You and Me for Now
Man of little wealth
King of yourself
You'll greet the grave, to find your way
In gaining the crown
Of which you're well endowed
I know you're proud, to let the rest of us drown
'cause I can see you looking down
from your higher shelf
You fill your frame with a king of your best self
I know when you been exposed
by the pain that you hold so close
Get out of your shell
before you are just a lonesome ghost
Sweet misery, on the day that the dust leaves
You've gotta get up and break free
You've been walking a fine line
To make your conscience feel right
Went by the critical blind eye
there was only a white lie
Aren't you bored yet, that you tend to fail
Forget the gold frames, that you lay on your string
In a moment, even a ghost can change
Don't ever forget what's been trapped underneath
Sweet victory, on the day that my dust leaves
I gotta get up and break free
I been walking a fine line
To make your conscience feel right
Went by the critical kind eye
But I paid them no mind, 'cos it's about time
Aren't you bored yet, that you tend to fail
Forget the gold frames, that you lay on your string
In a moment, even a ghost can change
Don't ever forget what's been trapped underneath
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Writer(s): Austin Basham
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