Zilla Persona, Dain Saint - Idle Hands Lyrics

Too much ink on my list of demands
Got an hourglass filling up with sand
Breaking promises and all of my plans
How do I redeem these idle hands
Try to jump, but I can't clear the span
Pleading guilty when I step upon the stand
Can't blame anybody but this man
How do I redeem these idle hands

Many apologies to anybody ever I miffed
I'm prone to promises purveyed, delivered straight down the lift
Breaking into tiny pieces any relational worth
That you thought we had together while I divvy the dearth

Spin2Win! Good kinetics 'ere I tend to display
Stacking archives of claims and hopeful aims
Abandoned work: Delayed! Hindered by the block in my path
While I listen to the pros and wish that I could manage half
Of any quarter of a thing I said I'd do in a week
You could say it - "Thirdrage" is past promotional peak
"Second Time Around" was due about a year in the past
But "Connect" is almost finished
Zilla, don't make me laugh

Nary an EP, nor a CD, nor a guest appearance by me
Days pass, but a vast majority never rouse my stylings
And the calls from Philly dwindle in my presence, inert
And I can't help but imagine it'd be different if I put in the work

Too much ink on my list of demands
Got an hourglass filling up with sand
Breaking promises and all of my plans
How do I redeem these idle hands
Try to jump, but I can't clear the span
Pleading guilty when I step upon the stand
Can't blame anybody but this man
How do I redeem these idle hands

Now it's easy to be envious, inspired and awed
When you're surrounded by the talented but focused on your flaws
Look at Ran! Dude's got it! Makes it look like a breeze
Mikal kHill slings fire with the greatest of ease
But these are just examples of the greatness that abounds
In myself? I see potential, but destruction abounds
And I know it's self-inflicted! I'm the root of each disaster
Everytime I fuck it up, you'd think I'd learn it that much faster
And then master my craft
'Stead of bounding round the problem - so daft
I'm such a dullard 'cuz I charted and graphed
But utilized not even a subset of XP that I gleaned
Coulda' been a contender, rather, I'm a League of Legends fiend
That may be - but I'm young, I can swap the song sung
For another where I motivate much more than my thumbs
Wanna' be an inspiration and ascend and achieve
I don't wanna' be stuck forever, but I can't seem to leave

Too much ink on my list of demands
Got an hourglass filling up with sand
Breaking promises and all of my plans
How do I redeem these idle hands
Try to jump, but I can't clear the span
Pleading guilty when I step upon the stand
Can't blame anybody but this man
How do I redeem these idle hands

And though it's easy to put pity on myself
It's a virtue that I reach to you for help
What did I think would be the end result of this?
Sweet Procrastination! How could I resist?
So pour another glass of whine... it just gets older given time
Thinkin' maybe it's time to change that game

Too much ink on my list of demands
Got an hourglass filling up with sand
Breaking promises and all of my plans
How do I redeem these idle hands
Try to jump, but I can't clear the span
Pleading guilty when I step upon the stand
Can't blame anybody but this man
How do I redeem these idle hands

Wishing for ambition on a shooting star