frankocean:

darker times

they’re telling boulder heavy lies

looks like all we’ve got is each other 

the truth is obsolete

remember when all i had was my mother 

she didn’t compromise

she could recognize 

voodoo 

our daughters and our sons 

are just candles in the sun

voodoo

don’t let him see divide 

don’t you let her see divide

voodoo

she’s got the whole wide world in her juicy fruit 

he’s got the whole wide world in his pants

he wrapped the whole wide world in a wedding band 

then put the whole wide world on her hands

she’s got the whole wide world in her hands 

he’s got the whole wide world in his hands.