"Idle Hands" Lyrics

I have felt a wave
Of such tremendous shame
It's stirring up my brain
And now it's pouring out my ears

I guess I need to sleep
It's been about a week
It's mixing up my dreams
And now they happen 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 can't write what I'm not saying
If he wants to play let's let him play

If I were to find my habits on the line
I'd drop this waste of time and pick up something else
But deep within my mind
There's something on the vine
A song that I can write that
Isn't full of shit

Just put the bottle down
You spilled some embers on the couch
And now you're burning down
The only ties that keep you on the ground
Pour your spirit out
'Cause all you think about is what you would be if you had some balls
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 I'm dying
If idle hands are the devil's playthings
Well I can't write what I'm not saying
If he wants to play let's let him play

If he wants to play let's let him play

If he wants to play
Let him try to play today