Chromatically Declining Me lyrics
by 12 Rods
[Verse 1]
Standing concrete form and concrete smile
Small children poking me in the eyes
I'm having too much fun in bed with myself (woah)
It hit me that
[Chorus]
How many good people are
Deceiving me right now?
I think about it too much
[Verse 2]
America's number one statistical faux pas
(woah, woah)
By my volition
By my volition
By my volition (woah)
It hit me that
[Chorus]
How many good people are
Deceiving me right now?
I think about it like
Backwards voices and bad T.V. programming
I'm drawn to life like the Klan are to minority
It's something I don't want to see
Chromatically declining me
[Verse 3]
Standing concrete form and concrete smile
Small children poking me in the eyes
It's so hard to wake up
When your mind and body aches
And your di*k's in your hand
You begin to count with your fingers about
[Chorus]
How many good people are
Deceiving me right now?
I think about it like
Backwards voices and bad T.V. programming
I'm drawn to life like the Klan are to minority
It's something I don't want to see
Chromatically declining me