Mouth Of The South

Mouth Of The South - Idle Hands songtekst

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Comfortable and poised we set on our thrones
We set on our hands and we let them die
We're all too blind, we're blinded by our American eyes
I will not, I will not be idle
Stretch out your hands

Living in a new perspective
Everything I once held close I count it all as lost
What is life lived selfishly when nothing goes with me?
Hollow and empty
My hands cling far to the tight to the things of this life
I'm finally letting go
What is life lived selfishly?

Rip out my eyes cause I don't see right
Selfish and blind to my pride, I am my own disease
Hollow and empty, I can take nothing with me
Hollow and empty, I've served myself and hordes the rest
Life is more fulfilling when you put yourself last
I have learned this the hard way all of my life
I've been given more than enough, it's time I give back
Servant of all

Idle hands murder the helpless
Let these words end the silence, stretch out your hands
I never wanted it to come to this
End my pride and my selfishness
I will not, I will not be idle
I refuse, I refuse

Living in a new perspective
Everything I once held close I count it all as lost
What is life lived selfishly when nothing goes with me?
Hollow and empty
My hands cling far to the tight to the things of this life
I'm finally letting go.
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