I felt a wave
of such tremendous shame
stirring up my brain
and now its pouring out my ears
out my ears
I guess I need to sleep
its been about a week
its mixing up my dreams
and now they happen in the day
in the day
if god loves us
and god leads us
the devil's yanking my chain
this fever
gets sweaty
my temperature is steady but
in my head I'm dying
if idle hands are the devil's playthings
well I cant write what im not saying
if he wants to play let's let him play
if I were to find
my habits on the line
I'd dropped this wasted time and pick up something else
deep within my mind
theres something on the vine
a song that I can write
that isn't full of shame
just put the bottle down
I'm your burden
pour your spirit out
cause all you think about
is what you would be if you had some balls
and why don't you use 'em now
if god loves us
and god leads us
the devil's yanking my chain
this fever
gets sweaty
my temperature is steady but
in my head im dying
if idle hands are the devil's playthings
well i cant write what im not saying
if he wants to play lets let him play
if he wants to play lets let him play
if he wants to play let him try to play today

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