GHOSTEMANE - Idle Hands lyrics

[GHOSTEMANE - Idle Hands lyrics]

I've got too much on my mind
Plus your mind on my plate
I've got a fucked up sense of
What they call love and hate
I'd like to place my hand
On your neck once more
And this time I'll squeeze even after
You leak on my floor
I've got too much time on my hands these days
And I feel my idle hands
Starting to wander away
I think I'll just sit alone
In my absent brain
It's not like I've got anywhere
Else to spend my day

I swear to not! I swear to not!
I swear to not! I swear to not

I am a bastard, I am a fatherless hope
You told me faster
Down on the floor on all fours
I am a bastard, I am a bastard
I am a bastard (I am a bastard)

I swear to not! I swear to not!
I swear to not! I swear to not

Interpretation for


Add Interpretation

Add extended interpretation

If you know what the artist is talking about, can read between the lines, and know the history of the song, you can add interpretation to the lyrics. After checking by our editors, we will add it as the official interpretation of the song!

Latest added interpretations to lyrics

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
Interpret