The Pablo Collective - How Ironic Lyrics

How ironic that I'm yelling at the phonies in the mirror
How ironic that I'm cookin off the concrete in december
How ironic that you're learning the faults but still contemplate em
How ironic that compound's your canvas but you'll never paint em
How ironic that my scenes through lines bleed through
Exposing your brain functions in a paper ruse
But to me it's all a joke see I say pointing at the microphone that's wired to the radio
Hidden camera shows nature of manifesto
Slowed down living with a sunset wallpaper
Computer got the answers to my soul but not the newspaper
See, isn't that a fallacy my mind says yes to thirty years ago but my heart lacks the agency
To discern between agencies
My enjoyment that I seek is neutered by hypocrisy I speak

How ironic that you only use your ears for singing out of rhythm
How ironic that you've never called us your friend
How ironic that we're alive without a care in existence
How ironic that the pain comes from within

Meta narratives can go die alone asa nisi masa heritage where I've cried alone
Soothing sounds and sights two dimensional heights laced with turpentine lights
Burning bright meets the end glitch is gone meet my friend
Narrow stream gotta leave carve my valley climb my trees
Oh no, frío got me chilly needle bandera got me chili
Take a trip on the easy street, you don't really like it just pretend take a seat
Oh I only really like it cuz it's awful
They're a guilty pleasure showing that you care is unlawful
Don't worry man im legit it's all ironic"
That one thing that I hate it's so iconic"
Dont worry bout your following, they're all ironic
Tell it through your mask that I'm so iconic
We say you're not a blunder, but we're all ironic
Nobody to keep you remembered you're not iconic