Austin Basham Frames
[Verse 1]
Man of little wealth
King of yourself
You'll beat the grave
To find your wave
In gaining the crown
Of which you're well in doubt
I know that you're proud
To let the rest of us drown
[Chorus]
Because I can see you looking down
From your highest shelf
You fill your frame with the king of your best self
I know when you've been exposed by the pain you hold so close
Get out of your shell before you're just a lonesome ghost
[Verse 2]
Sweet misery
On the day when the dust leaves
You gotta get up and break free
You've been walking a fine line
To make your conscience feel right
Well, by the critical blind eye
It was only a white lie
[Chorus]
But you bought it, that you're damned to fail
Forget the gold frames that you hang on your string
In a moment even a ghost can change
Don't ever forget what's been trapped underneath
[Verse 3]
Sweet victory
On the day when my dust leaves
I gotta get up and break free
I've been walking a fine line
To make my conscience feel right
Well, by the critical blind eye
I pay them no mind 'cause it's about time
That you get
[Chorus]
But you bought it, that you're damned to fail
Forget the gold frames that you hang on your string
In a moment even a ghost can change
Don't ever forget what's been trapped underneath