Tekstovi: Ani Difranco. Knuckledown. Lag Time.

There's really no hope for me and that three second rule
Somethin' gets dropped and still I'm the slowest damn fool
Slow to realize what's really going on
Slow to know in a moment who or what has gone wrong

I wanna tighten down on the lag time
I gotta tighten down on the lag time
I gotta tighten down on the lag time
I gotta tighten down on the lag time

Your consonants were buzzing around your head like flies
Your true colors were showing and your shape and your size
You were drinking your way though it
I was shrinking right there inside of my clothes
My eventual twenty/twenty, arms crossed, tapping her toe

I gotta tighten down on the lag time
I gotta tighten down on the lag time
I gotta tighten down on the lag time
I gotta tighten down on the lag time

Survivors are part turtle, we are part potato bug
We know enough to go fetal 'til it's still up above
And you gotta crawl through the desert
Between when you hear it and when you can play it with your hands
Just to rendezvous with whoever you are when you finally understand

I gotta tighten down on the lag time
I gotta tighten down on the lag time
I wanna tighten down on the lag time
I gotta tighten down on the lag time

I gotta tighten down on the lag time
I gotta tighten down on the lag time
I gotta tighten down on the lag time