Pad the circles 'round your life To capture all the sides you sight Magic tricks where skeptics sink The ice is thin, stay off the lake Waiting for a clock to punch Wish I could breathe and stop for lunch If I stop to count the leaves on only one of these here trees Not sure that I know what's pure Born to kill the insecure Some respect, some resent, some remain from start to end Wear my heart on my short sleeves I'm stuck out here, I lost my keys From the roof I watch the street And pray for those that's caught beneath
[Chorus--Slug and Aesop] As long as I know right from wrong I'll be okay, I'll sing my songs Well as long as I know right from wrong I'll be okay, I'll sing my songs
[Slug] I dunno what I have to left To give other than truth and breath Angel when she shuts her eyes Like we will leave to my demise Between my time is short About to start my last resort Wake me up when it's time to make babies Talkin' planet earthquakes Tied the laces, touch the ground Let emotions ruptured now As long as I know right from wrong, I'll be okay I'll sing my songs
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[Aesop Rock] I wanna lift every yellowbrick I've never felt pressure to have to justify my selfishness At least not to your and yours Maybe just my friends and fellowships As long as the mood is somehow linked to my enhanced development I swear they'll understand! There's a storm outside my tenement Beats upon my windows with Mother Nature's adrenaline I guess that's why my homey Blockhead stays glued to the television Now I look less intelligent 'Cause I'm the one that tried to bear the elements and lost Well it's warm by the filament Huddled up close in the company of all my relatives Stories lash like coffee and honest-to-God sentiment Cucooned inside the unified efforts to all get settled in Away from where the rain pours Well count your delegates Weed out the bums who practice migration under the elegant Of course I realize the filtering procedure's delicate But lead devils inside to collide with your over zealousness And fall to rock bottom Spot em with their carelessness The urge could burst and turn even those pacifist to militant. You can't even have half of free second to be come jealous in. You gotta aim, fire and the spider be model veteran Buried in merit badges I'm stuck in the center and could care less About the eye of the storm and its monstrous measurements I got a defense that I call coolin' with my brethren Sometimes I get wet But it's better than risking life and limb to me, don't you agree?
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[Aesop Rock] *repeat to fade* If you wanna push, than I'm ready to push But if you pulling while I'm pushing Then why did you ask me to push?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.