Idle Hands

from by Die Strong



Set apart from this scattered world, I have no ambition. Without a line to recite back, No desire to suffice my own. Gone blind by my own remorse, I've tried to hold these feelings back. I need to find a place where I can belong to something. There's no reason for me to stay, no hope for my simple needs, I never walk alone because my misery is always by my side. Why do I never seem satisfied, why am I destined to die alone? You always bring out the best of me, Why does this world always seem to revolve around itself? The setting of this life's no sanction, to hold within, a purposeful means to a sullen end. It makes no sense, like a January heat wave. With it set aside, with a sound in mind, with no lead to follow, But not this time. The sky will start to rain, we will begin to fade, I've seen this all before. Now what would I do? Make haste from a city that abandoned you once before. You turn your back forgetting what or why was smiling in the face of death because there's nothing left here for him to take. I've let too many people down. How can I help them up, if I can't even help myself? It may be too late; it's never too late. This far we've come to shuffle to back to a seamless start. Why am I wasting away? I am less than nothing, I hate to say it but I make myself sick. I am less than nothing, torn apart from the sanctity of my own heart. Buried in my own bed of lies, hoping for a chance, I am less than nothing.


from Bitter Hand of Judgment, released January 1, 2012



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