(The verses are sung in a whisper with guitar, chorus is supposed to be distorted and loud)
I just want you to know I am not the crazy one
I see what they want nobody to see
I hear what has been suppressed by our TV’s
They talk to me, they feed me static,
Artificially-sweetened bullshit carcinogens
The radio fuzz is growing softer
Immune systems built off of Wonder Bread
But I am not the crazy one, I perceive what has been lost
Threatened into submission
Feed me more chemicals
Chemicals
I don’t see where the debacle is
Debacle
Can you taste it?
Tip of your tongue
Sour, then sweet, a cancer candy
I need you to know that they -
That they tell me what I want to believe
The truth is what my local access television feeds
Feeds to me
I will not bite this bait, I will not accept lies
But when it’s coated in agent orange, it blinds my eyes
What if there is no God, I’m standing at the Gates
Only a veil with a man working the machine
No one’s there but me
But me!
Feed me more chemicals
Chemicals
I don’t see where the debacle is
Debacle
Can you taste it?
Tip of your tongue
Sour, then sweet, a cancer candy
With a booming industry
A flourishing society
There cannot be a blemish upon the face of perfection
I am the blemish, the aggressor
Check the expiration date on a tainted election
How long until the flames of a Molotov
Ignite our most sacred laws?
Feed me more chemicals
Chemicals
I don’t see where the debacle is
Debacle
Can you taste it?
Tip of your tongue
Sour, then sweet, a cancer candy
Sour, then sweet
Sour, then sweet
The truth is there, right on your TV
Sour, then sweet
Sour, then sweet
I think I’ll take another bite.



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