Chronograph #1 Lyrics
Chronograph #1 - Les Petits
One two
One two three four
Being in love with certain things
Wondering why they never cried
When their cats got eaten by the coyotes
Passing of time I'm setting my watch
To chronograph
That's why I'm writing in these perfectly
Straight lines
I listened to that music for
Four hours and it drove me mad in a good way
The northern lights were out the night
We went to your house
But you were not there still
Everyone was there to see you
We all were dancing around on the hardwood
It pounds a deep bass through the house
We were rapping
We were rapping
We were rapping