Chromatically Declining Me

standing concrete form and concrete smile
 small children poking me in the eyes
 i'm having too much fun in bed with myself
 (wooh) it hit me that...
 how many good people are
 deceiving me right now?
 i think about it too much
 america's number one statistical faux pas
 (wooh, wooh)
 by my volition
 by my volition
 by my volition
 (wooh) it hit me that...
 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
 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 dick's in your hand
 you begin to count with you fingers about
 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