Frank Ocean. Pray

[Verse 1]The markings on your surfaceYour speckled face, yeahLarge crystals hang from your earsAre they hereI couldn’t gauge your feelingsI can’t relate to my peersI’d rather live outsideI’d rather kill my pride then lose my mindMaybe I’m a foolAnd maybe I should moveTo Sydney, two kids and a swimming poolI’m not readyI’m not readySo what would you recommend I do?I’m living in the city,