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My idle hands have got the better of me

One picks the lock, while the other, holds the key

One casts a shadow, while the other the light

Ones in the air, while the other, grips, to fight

My idols won't, stop, laughing at me

One’s within reach, while the others too far to see

Ones on the left, while the other the right

One won't stop bleeding while the other, grips, the knife

Ooh yeah

Hypnotica

My bloodshot eyes, won't stop staring at me

And they see things, that I cannot, unsee

One won’t stop crying while the other is dry

And I can't close them, no matter how hard I try