Biografía:
Christopher Francis Ocean (nacido como Christopher "Lonny" Breaux; el 28 de octubre de 1987), mejor conocido por su nombre artístico Frank Ocean, es un cantautor estadounidense de New Orleans, Louisiana. Breaux hizo sus primeros pasos como escritor para artistas como por ejemplo Justin Bieber, Bridget Kelly, Aramide Makinde y John Legend. a mediados del 2010, se hizo miembro de la banda OFWGKTA (Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All). En febrero del 2011, lanzo su primer mixtape, Nostalgia, Ultra, con aclamadas criticas.
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Otras canciones:
- Close To You
- Forrest Gump
- Ivy
- Lost
- Moon River
- Novacane
- Pink + White
- Pink And White
- Pink Matter
- Pink+white
- Scared Of Beautiful
- Self Control
- Slide
- Super Rich Kids
- Sweet Life
- Swim Good
- Thinkin Bout You
- Thinkin' About You
- Thinkin' Bout You
- Thinking About You
- We All Try
- White
- Pink Matter (feat. André 3000)
- Super Rick Kids (feat. Earl Sweatshirt)
- Thinking Bout You
- Acura Integurl
- American Wedding
- Bad Religion
- Bedtime Story
- Biking
- Biking Solo
- Blasted
- Chanel
- Crack Rock
- Eyes Like Sky
- Fertilizer
- Futura Free
- Godspeed
- Golden Girl
- Good Guy
- Hardest Thing
- Higgs
- If Im In Love
- Lens
- Lovecrimes
- Miss You So
- Nature Feels
- Nights
- Nikes
- Non Stop
- Ohh In Love
- Pilot Jones
- Private Show
- Provider
- Pyramids
- Pyrite Fools Gold
- Rushes
- Seigfried
- Sierra Leone
- Skyline To
- Solo
- Songs For Women
- Strawberry Swing
- Summer Remains
- Thinkin About You
- Thinking About Forever
- Voodoo
- Wake Up
- White Ferrari
- Wildfire
- Wiseman
- Wither
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
CHORDS:
[Verse]
B [16x] - E [8x} - B [8x]
[Chorus]
E [4x] - F# [4x] (Repeat)
[Verse 2] Same chords as Verse 1
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
B [2x] - G#m - G
B - A#/B - G#m - G
[Chorus]
[Outro/Slap]
B - A#/B - G#m - G
Wiseman closed his mouth
Madman closed his fist
Young man shows his age
Judge man named it sin
Bad man don' exist, no
No evil man exists
Good man don't exist, no
No righteous man exists
Sad man cannot cry in place where man can see
Never witnessed father weep
This old man thought it weak
But strong man don't exist, no
No undying man exists
Weak man don't exist, no
Just flesh and blood exists
But your mother would be proud of you
I bet your mother would be proud of you
The beast will crawl this earth
Then fall in the dirt to feed the crows
They'll rip apart his flesh
Til all that's left is glorious bone
So you'll bury your own
Too vain
You saw it unfold
What you know
And you claimed all you could hold
Until death did you part from the mess you made
I bet your mother would be proud of you (x2)
Primate sharpens tool
To survive and thrive in the jungle
Maybe hearts were made to pump blood
Maybe lungs were made for flood
I won't blunt my blade for cut these chains
Rather let my limbs be drug through mud
You're my brother but your eyes are cold
You're my sister but your womb is bare
I bet our mother would be proud of you (x2)
Bad man don't exist
No evil man exists
I know good man don't exist
No righteous man exists
Strong man don't exist
No undying man exists
Weak man don't exist
No just flesh and blood exists
[Verse]
B [16x] - E [8x} - B [8x]
[Chorus]
E [4x] - F# [4x] (Repeat)
[Verse 2] Same chords as Verse 1
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
B [2x] - G#m - G
B - A#/B - G#m - G
[Chorus]
[Outro/Slap]
B - A#/B - G#m - G
Wiseman closed his mouth
Madman closed his fist
Young man shows his age
Judge man named it sin
Bad man don' exist, no
No evil man exists
Good man don't exist, no
No righteous man exists
Sad man cannot cry in place where man can see
Never witnessed father weep
This old man thought it weak
But strong man don't exist, no
No undying man exists
Weak man don't exist, no
Just flesh and blood exists
But your mother would be proud of you
I bet your mother would be proud of you
The beast will crawl this earth
Then fall in the dirt to feed the crows
They'll rip apart his flesh
Til all that's left is glorious bone
So you'll bury your own
Too vain
You saw it unfold
What you know
And you claimed all you could hold
Until death did you part from the mess you made
I bet your mother would be proud of you (x2)
Primate sharpens tool
To survive and thrive in the jungle
Maybe hearts were made to pump blood
Maybe lungs were made for flood
I won't blunt my blade for cut these chains
Rather let my limbs be drug through mud
You're my brother but your eyes are cold
You're my sister but your womb is bare
I bet our mother would be proud of you (x2)
Bad man don't exist
No evil man exists
I know good man don't exist
No righteous man exists
Strong man don't exist
No undying man exists
Weak man don't exist
No just flesh and blood exists
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