Frank Ocean - White ferrari

^CMind on the road Em7 Fmaj7sus2 Your dilated eyes watch the clouds float White Ferra^Cri ^Em7 Had a good time Fmaj7sus2 16: how was I supposed to know anything?

White Ferr^Cari Sti^Em7ck by me Fmaj7sus2 C Close by me (You will find, you will find me) Is this the slow^Em7 body? Fmaj7sus2 Left when I forgot to speak

So I t^Cext the speech, lesser speeds T^Em7exas speed, yes Fmaj7sus2 Base takes its toll on me Eventually, eventually, y^Ces I only eve^Gntually, eventually, ^Fyes

I c^Care for you s^Gtill and I ^Fwill f^D7orever ^F Tha^Ct was my p^Gart of the d^Feal, hon^Dest F Fmaj7sus2 G We got so familiar S^Fpending each day of the ^Cyear, Whi^G7te Ferra^Fri ^D7 Good times ^{F C G} In this l^Fife, life In this l^D7ife, life ^{F E G F}One too many years Some tatt^Eooed eyeli^Gds on a fac^Felift ^{E G} M^Find over matter is m^Eagic ^G I do ma^Fgic ^{E G}If you think abo^Fut it it's over in no time the best l^Gife F Em G F

^{C G} I'^Fm sure we're taller in ano^Cther dimen^Gsion Y^Fou say we're small and ^Cnot worth the m^Gention Y^Fou’re tired of movin', ^Cyour body’s a^Gchin' W^Fe could vacay, there's ^Cplaces to^G go C^Flearly this isn't ^Call that there i^Gs Can't ta^Fke what's been given But we^C're so ok^Gay here, we^F're doing fine P^Crimal and n^Gaked Y^Fou dream of walls that h^Cold us in pr^Gison I^Ft's just a skull, least t^Chat's what they c^Gall it And we^C're free to roam