Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song frank, artist - Easy Life.
Date of issue: 10.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
frank |
I’m sorry that I’m such a showoff |
Sometimes I need to let it out |
Put it on my chest and blow it off |
Sometimes I just needed a minute |
Other times I needed you to let me off |
But we could build a bridge and get it over it |
But you still seem to have it in your head |
That the world isn’t in your palm |
And too many people |
They can’t even handle the truth |
They need to know now |
Cause I just spoke to Frank |
He told me why I’m confused |
I need to slow down |
But there’s too much weight in your decisions |
It’s affecting your condition |
But if all your satin silk don’t keep the devil at bay |
Then you should dress down |
And we’re driving to the edge with the city lights on |
I know you’re wondering why nobody stickin' around and why nothing lasts long |
But with this pink sky blazing on the west side baby don’t you feel wholesome |
If you fall short of your potential, baby this’ll be a problem |
I’m sorry that I’m such a showoff |
I get you’re going through some shit |
Raise a glass to your mother |
We can sip it off |
Don’t look the other way |
When I ask if you’re okay |
No need to shrug me off |
But we just really need to get over it |
But you still seem to have it in your |
That the world, it isn’t in your palm |
And too many people |
They can’t even handle the truth |
They need to know now |
That sending messages through your cracked screen |
Should be the only time you look down |
But these demons are clouding up your vision |
And crippling your ambition |
So take your own advice |
And keep on doing yourself |
Don’t ever calm down |
And we’re driving to the edge with the city lights on |
I know you’re wondering why nobody stickin' around and why nothing lasts long |
But with this pink sky blazing on the west side baby don’t you feel wholesome |
If you fall short of your potential, baby this’ll be a problem |
But baby it’s a strange world |
But I’ll keep it strange for you |
And I’ll rearrange for you |
Such a strange world |
But baby it’s a strange world |
But I’ll keep it strange for you |
Ooooh, I’ll rearrange for you |
It’s a strange world |
And we’re driving to the edge with the city lights on |
Nobody stickin' around and why nothing lasts long |
But with this pink sky blazing on the west side baby don’t you feel wholesome |
If you fall short of your potential, baby this’ll be a problem |