Текст песни idle hands - resnate

'Bout to hit the ground
Wish it wasn't there, tumble miles and miles on down
Miles and miles on down
Miles and miles on down
'Bout to hit the ground
Wish it wasn't there, tumble miles and miles on down
Miles and miles on down
Miles and miles on down

Here comes that wall again
Ripcord wrapped around my neck, been cuttin' off the oxygen
Think you got a problem, I thought you was a friend
I think you got a problem, commence the suffering
There it is, knew I'd see that look again
Half suspicious, half surprised, with that sideways crooked ass grin
All you do is twist my words, thoughts misunderstood
Thought we wanted honesty, 'stead shallow shit that sounding good
Might just be me, robotic brainiac
I get weirded out when folks agree with me
Shit, how strange is that?
Just out here makin' life as hard as possible
I'm not at full, strictly logical, steady graspin' at control, but
They'll never give me that, and yeah I see it now
Chased by this trail of tears while, my soul been bleeding out
Headed for the bottom, closer to the end
Headed for the bottom, so fuck it, let's descend

'Bout to hit the ground
Wish it wasn't there, tumble miles and miles on down
Miles and miles on down
Miles and miles on down
'Bout to hit the ground
Wish it wasn't there, tumble miles and miles on down
Miles and miles on down
Miles and miles on down

Diving into combat, petty shit that ain't the issue
How can I convince you, I ain't ever out to get you?
Steady guessing my intent, you ain't here in my defense
Disregarding what I said, think you know inside my head
All-encompassing moments, fighting for our lives
Fire missiles to protect, mask how we really feel inside
Judging by your silence, never had a fighting chance
I can't help but try again, devil's tools these idle hands
Locked in a stalemate, see who blink first
Dug in our positions, hiding how it hurts
Think you got a problem, I thought you was a friend
Think you got a problem, commence the sufferin' (damn)
Hovering above, watching it unfold
Powerless to stop us from tumbling down that hole
Headed for the bottom, closer to the end
Headed for the bottom, so fuck it, let's descend

'Bout to hit the ground
Wish it wasn't there, tumble miles and miles on down
Miles and miles on down
Miles and miles on down
'Bout to hit the ground
Wish it wasn't there, tumble miles and miles on down
Miles and miles on down
Miles and miles on down
'Bout to hit the ground
Wish it wasn't there, tumble miles and miles on down
Miles and miles on down
Miles and miles on down
'Bout to hit the ground
Wish it wasn't there, tumble miles and miles on down
Miles and miles on down
Miles and miles on down
'Bout to hit the ground
Tumble miles and miles on down
Miles and miles on down
Miles and miles on down
'Bout to hit the ground
Tumble miles and miles on down
Miles and miles on down
Miles and miles on down