ConnorFranta | Leaving this Place @ConnorFranta | Uploaded August 2020 | Updated October 2024, 4 days ago.
feeling lots of feelings, so i wrote about them. stay safe everyone x
Instrumental: soundcloud.com/thelawstson/lost-son-naufrago-06-age-of-loneliness
(words down below)
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F*ck fame it’s an ambush
Fake friends and some bad luck
Leavings always feeling damn good
Like a scene from Wes Anderson
One on one up the one oh one
Grocery runs just for fun
Am I sad or am I lonely
Watching calendars flip too slowly
Our lives have us living like poetry
Wild Nights down The Road Not Taken
With me, myself and nobody
I’ve been dreaming about somebody
Crush a beer in the backseat
Kicked it into motion
Then I kissed him in the ocean
Hours with me are bittersweet
Fruit strains on cheap tees
Scraped knees on concrete
Running laps through the oak trees
You hold me, you know me
Eyes comb over 38th street
Protests bl**d into summer heat
Time check, aren’t we due for the vaccine?
Down to earth, but you’ve never met gravity
No space for your apathy
Man, I just miss being happy
Be a wolf don’t be a sheep
Lupin days, mixed signals hit repeat
Am I gaining or am I losing sleep
I’m Meryl Streep
Another catastrophe filed under fantasy?
Groundbreaking. I’d like to thank the academy.
The floor is uneven
Ceilings hear our screams and
Not even sure what i believe in
What h*ll is there to believe in
Having trouble feeling feelings
What the f*ck happened?
All good people vanished
Too busy living lavish
Champagne habits
Margelia on the fabric
Poisoned like they’re hamlet
That ego looks gigantic
And your aura glows of something satanic
Whitewashed everything lived in symmetry
I believe in reality not some ancient history
If there’s no justice, is this really a victory
This moment knows no precedent
Care about your neighbors
Join us in the present tense
Defend those who are defenseless
Oh, and f*ck the fascist president
We’re too young to harbor this pain
Smoking g*ns and frozen veins
Dried up flowers in a foggy vase
Fleeting feelings leave a sour taste
Nothin really sounds the same
Look, I really gotta getaway
I really wanna leave this place
But, maybe it just needs a little more time
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Some Visuals From: youtube.com/vicenews
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Business Contact
For Inquiries, please email: andrew.graham@caa.com
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Have a great week everyone x
feeling lots of feelings, so i wrote about them. stay safe everyone x
Instrumental: soundcloud.com/thelawstson/lost-son-naufrago-06-age-of-loneliness
(words down below)
-
Register to Vote Now: glsen.org/vote
Stay Healthy: cdc.gov/coronavirus/2019-nCoV
If You Need Help: thetrevorproject.org/get-help-now
Get Informed: getinformed.carrd.co
Take Action: allcards.carrd.co
BLM: blacklivesmatter.com
-
My Previous Video: youtu.be/Fk70RYbI3C0
Follow Me on Instagram: instagram.com/ConnorFranta
My Books: connorfrantabooks.com
Online Store: bit.ly/1dqJ2hW
-
Twitter: twitter.com/connorfranta
Instagram: instagram.com/connorfranta
Facebook: facebook.com/connorfrantafans
Spotify: spoti.fi/1h2V3Qe
-
F*ck fame it’s an ambush
Fake friends and some bad luck
Leavings always feeling damn good
Like a scene from Wes Anderson
One on one up the one oh one
Grocery runs just for fun
Am I sad or am I lonely
Watching calendars flip too slowly
Our lives have us living like poetry
Wild Nights down The Road Not Taken
With me, myself and nobody
I’ve been dreaming about somebody
Crush a beer in the backseat
Kicked it into motion
Then I kissed him in the ocean
Hours with me are bittersweet
Fruit strains on cheap tees
Scraped knees on concrete
Running laps through the oak trees
You hold me, you know me
Eyes comb over 38th street
Protests bl**d into summer heat
Time check, aren’t we due for the vaccine?
Down to earth, but you’ve never met gravity
No space for your apathy
Man, I just miss being happy
Be a wolf don’t be a sheep
Lupin days, mixed signals hit repeat
Am I gaining or am I losing sleep
I’m Meryl Streep
Another catastrophe filed under fantasy?
Groundbreaking. I’d like to thank the academy.
The floor is uneven
Ceilings hear our screams and
Not even sure what i believe in
What h*ll is there to believe in
Having trouble feeling feelings
What the f*ck happened?
All good people vanished
Too busy living lavish
Champagne habits
Margelia on the fabric
Poisoned like they’re hamlet
That ego looks gigantic
And your aura glows of something satanic
Whitewashed everything lived in symmetry
I believe in reality not some ancient history
If there’s no justice, is this really a victory
This moment knows no precedent
Care about your neighbors
Join us in the present tense
Defend those who are defenseless
Oh, and f*ck the fascist president
We’re too young to harbor this pain
Smoking g*ns and frozen veins
Dried up flowers in a foggy vase
Fleeting feelings leave a sour taste
Nothin really sounds the same
Look, I really gotta getaway
I really wanna leave this place
But, maybe it just needs a little more time
-
Some Visuals From: youtube.com/vicenews
-
Business Contact
For Inquiries, please email: andrew.graham@caa.com
-
Have a great week everyone x
