That Pull - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Sometimes you might be feeling

Like you're pulled in all directions

Left and right, up and down

And someone's spinning your head around

Making you crazy

Oh, so crazy

Your eyes are searching for the nearest exit

The nearest door, the nearest crawlspace on the floor

Where you can make your escape

To avoid insanity

Oh, insanity

But if you try to follow me, I hope you realize

That I ain't got no map or plan of action

Ain't got no rhyme or reason for my moves

Ain't got no scheduled departure from all these rules

That have been me driving me, riding me

[?][1:04] to the bone

I'm going home unless my feet should roam

Sometimes you might be walking down the street

Bouncing on your feet, smack into a barrel of answers

To questions you never asked

And you'll just say, "Damn"

Oh, you'll just say, "Damn"

You're looking to the right and to the left and up and down

'Cause you know someone's spinning your head around