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