Chroma

Because we're back
 All Black
 American heart attack
 Little smoke blowin' out my stack
 Voice is raspy but no cracks
 White iron I don't snap
 I just flex into a deadly weapon
 Poundin' on your back
 In the hands of the Art God
 Archons bowin' at the feet of Jesus
 Chained to the fools
 Makin' music for their egos
 I just wanna scratch at my desk
 In my basement
 Not scared of the dark
 But I'm afraid of blank pages
 Light up
 Light up
 With compassion as your vessel
 Light up
 Light up
 And may grace rest upon your head
 Growth pains
 Counterweight
 Shifting like tectonic plates
 Don't want no Love like Kurt Cobain
 Tryna live and keep my brain sharp
 Like a lion's claw
 Butcherknife
 Bonе saw
 And when I die and I'm fading away
 I hope I'm rеplaced, by the drums and the bass
 Hope this beat blows your Corolla stereo
 I'm caught in a river of color and love
 Exploring the stars in unicorn blood
 I save my breath now for only speaking words of love
 And I starved my brain for oxygen
 Finishing this song
 So light up
 Light up
 With compassion as your vessel
 Light up
 Light up
 And may grace rest upon your head
 Good things come slow
 Good things come
 Good things come slow
 Good things come
 Good things come slow
 Good things come
 Good things come when you're doing what you want
 Light up
 Light up
 With compassion as your vessel
 Light up
 Light up
 And may grace...
 Light up
 Light up
 With compassion as your vessel
 Light up
 Light up
 And may grace rest upon your head