Idlehands piosenki

Now lay it back, put that head in the rest while the pre-roll drags. Just take it fast and let that height swag flash onto a tag. Either way, Post is selling the sparks. My knees are turning, your eyes are burning, its raining on Ashbury. Focus slide to th...

Why would you diagnose my sickness, if you can't control yourself? Floating on a muse between obsession, and a need for living hell. Little switch, start to flip. You can pin it all on this. I considered piety, until you threw your mood on me. Everyone kn...

Dena Mora. Our pace is grueling on the trail, where we learned how to deal. Dena Mora. There in Montana, our new brothers brought our bail. Dena Mora. Stuck in the Silver Dollar Inn. Rest and repose. Behold, slaves without drivers. Did the womb shape u...

Oh, how I love what the tiger does to May. If only just me, not he, or even she. Bottled conviction has given this a face. Be right. For all that we have driven. Watch the phone ring. Leave or take my love, but please don't wake me up. Can you blame me...

Dear exotic engineer, don't be the judge while I'm soaking up sanity. It's not enough. Here in this community, lay off the love while I'm healing. This room was once mine. There may be ruins, but we can play. You are the antichrist of all that's right, wi...

There goes a piece of my soul, traded to keep our family whole. If it isn't the touch, it's the meds. Dodge the deep seeded greed that can lock us siblings in the mission, chained to the floor of tradition. Run apart by the cancer instead of clashing toge...

We were glass eyed boys Selling dreams to the world Laughing at the cold We were glass eyed boys Swimming in our graves We were so much more Than evil friends First came the fun Then came the drugs Paid for by us That was enough Hold onto your men...

We sleep alone or with our chores. We feed on knives, because we’re poor. Wait in line with the stars that all froze in mime. Call us men, and pay our sinner’s fee. I admit I put it on so well. Take the nails right out of me, melt them down for you to keep...

No one has to know you thought a life would grow. Get off your knees the time of praise is closed. Service runs thin when God’s been sent in. No one has to know you thought a life would grow. Get off your knees the time of praise is closed. Service runs t...

Within cloudy reason spies a man with no brand. No one wants a salted chair. Is that why I destroyed my fare? Without those teachers, where would we go to flee? Just like our leaders, I could share a glass with three. Crawl off the ride. Can you even do it...

Hey, how you doing? Were you raised to fear hell? Pick up your shoes and dance, dance, dance on the pew. Waste no more life sitting for another hour or two. On a forgotten day buried away, I let the hope escape me I lifted the book, my body shook, and all...

The lunar marquee is moving, but will it change the fate of a woman? Now the headline talks of sex, and rage, and pain. I'll clap with the gun in my hand. I'll laugh while I dress as a dead man. No one but the deaf to blame, while they write to you, queen...

Occur by the nomad motto. Hit the throttle. These wolves are here to rip right through another coastal battle. Impressed with poor role models, blah, ah, oh, oh. Our lives are smeared across the bar full of hazy babble. This class has prose, for the sake...

Style shivering, look at how they go. Smile and sing as your person crawls. Away they flee, posing close. We dropped the x’s from our names. Style shivering, look at how they go. Smile and sing as you crawl. I dropped the x’s from my name and left that midd...

My arms are blue from the blood that was left with you. Can this organ still play? Find these sheets that are red too. Cheap rolls don’t cry and you’ve paid for me. We all lie. Men change for the love and sea. It wouldn’t matter if she was still married to...

From leaving home, to hitting the avenue. From the grind we have to get through. From the chump paying bills by his time clock. Buy his time. Born-again fans invest in pretend bands. Cut off supply. Create demand. There's no more room for us working men...

Lying in the lobby face down upon on the floor. In this weathered hotel, we can't confuse those that trade truth of the sheep, for the warmth of the wool. We are buried here. I'll damn near disappear. I can't escape the written routine of acquaintances ben...