Finish the Twenty One Pilots lyrics
Finish the Twenty One Pilots lyrics
Let's See How Many You Can Get!!!
Let's See How Many You Can Get!!!
You say that spiders crawled inside and
Let's say we up and left this town
The songs on the radio are okay
Metaphorically I'm the man
We would build a rocket ship and
You're lovin' on the psychopath sitting next to you
There's an infestation in my mind's imagination
Tie a noose around your mind
Just because I play the piano
Even if my clique were to pick and the people were to vote
Shaking hands with the dark parts of my thoughts
Scared you a bit like a hazmat, in a gas mask if you ask zack
'Cause this time there's no sound to hide behind
We've turned our hands to guns, trade in our thumbs for ammunition
I wanted to be a better brother, better son
Cold nights under siege from accusations
Hope you're dead 'cause how could you sleep at a time like this?
'Cause if you stick around, I'll sing you pretty sounds
The ghost of you
I will tell you I love you
Thank God it's Friday cause Fridays will always be better than Sundays