Stone Sour:Idle Hands
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This song is performed by Stone Sour and appears on the album Stone Sour (2002).
Stuck to the dog, pissin' out both ends
I got 100 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!
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
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
Get the fuck off of me!!
I got 100 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!
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
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
Get the fuck off of me!!
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