[Slug]   Burn it down...      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] 2x   As long as I know right from wrong   I'll be ok, 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 ok I'll sing my songs      Chorus 4x      [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 tenament   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 to fill the ring, procedure's delicate   But lead devils inside to collide with your overzealousness   And fall to rock bottom   Spot em with their carelessness   The urge could burst to turn even those hazardous to militant   You can't even have half of free second   The beat comes gelatin   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?      Chorus 4x      [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?