Part of an old song I dug up I called the song "Idle hands"
08/05/2011 09:53 p.m.
My head is tired my whole world is spinning and my heart's half out the door
I’m hanging here by a far off memory of how it was before
The people watching waiting for me to make a better move
I guess it’s better to watch me suffer idle then admit they’ve got nothing to do
An angry man with no one to point at and I’m at a loss of words
I just woke up to an empty sky raining dry sand down to the earth
But Idle hands are the devil’s playthings
It’s not right to have to fake things
IF I wake up tomorrow in your arms
Will you still have your devilish charm?
Or will you be the face of the end
No time to plan anymore, I gotta go
At my life’s end



"really bad, I know, but it's fun to look at old crappy lyrics and junk"
I am currently Sexy
I am listening to "make damn sure" by Taking back Sunday