Idle Hands

Stuck to the dog, pissin' out both ends
 I got a hundred lethal weapons that I call my friends
 Ain't a person on Earth who could take my life
 I wish they would so a man could get some sleep at night
 But my design is a mixture of descent and decay
 I see a monster in the mirror fucking everyday
 Can a man ever wash his hands of blood?
 Perpetual deja vu, isn't that enough?
 Peel back the layers and see what I've become
 Satisfied? Now I feel nothing
 Stay away, I swear it wasn't me!
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 See if you can relish if you close both eyes
 Every time I make an issue of it, someone dies
 Carried out like a hit man, set in stone
 Don't know why I even bother to be left alone
 In my opinion, it's a self-serving fucked-up phase
 Got a picture in my wallet that I keep, in case I
 Gotta go, gotta split, gotta make it to a higher level than this
 But I could be wrong,
 What I say is wrong, what I really want to say is
 Peel back the layers and see what I've become
 Satisfied? Now I feel nothing
 Stay away, I swear it wasn't me!
 Run it doesn't matter
 I need all the miracles that I can gather
 Run, I can't pretend
 I put myself in idle hands again
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 Here's how it ends, just a bit too soon
 River deep in all the shit I let myself get into
 Doesn't anybody like it here?
 Blank looks, television drama and no fear
 Let another person fuck with your mind
 I bet you become the person who will fuck in time
 Man I just stopped caring, the music is blaring
 I feel you glaring, why won't you stop staring?
 Peel back the layers and see what I've become
 Satisfied? Now I feel nothing
 Stay away, I swear it wasn't me!
 Run, it doesn't matter
 I need all the miracles that I can gather
 Run, I can't pretend
 I put myself in idle hands again
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 Get the fuck off of me!