#twentyonepilots
Right here: surface level regrets— a smile rehearsed hides too many
oceans underneath. To lose the mark of a purpose, drowning in
the weight of it, falling asleep too far from tomorrow, and begging
the clock for hours to borrow.
I was almost crushed, a branch torn from its root— still green,
still alive, but already withering in the dirt. Among circles of people,
most days stack like square bricks; I fly too low, chasing reflections,
the heron staring back from water’s despair.
Fresh lipstick still stings— beauty sharpened into a lethal injection.
Kindness can be your only mistake, forcing a straight smile onto a
crooked day. Faith rubs raw against friction; love can be a salvation,
but fatal is it's attraction.
But to stay still, makes a silhouette pinned to the wall, lonely but
lovely in outline— as the shadows above become surface level
regrets. But tomorrow, I’ll trace the same lines again, hoping each
cycle might end better than the last.
Sep 17, 2025
Sep 17, 2025 at 3:13 PM UTC
school started today
i had a great day
until i got home
my parents have been yelling at me since
so now im sitting in bed crying
and listening to twenty one pilots
im fine
i promise
Aug 13, 2020
Aug 13, 2020 at 9:56 PM UTC
This day,
I'll keep the lights on in this place.
The end can't come soon enough
and it's all that I need.
I know you want to leave but
this line's the only way
It's alright.
Together we go.
I was doing fine on my own!
Do me a favor and try to ignore
as I start the car and then I begin,
I said, "Don't be afraid. We're going home."
And in your mind you're singing la-da la-da la-da la-da (la-da la-da da)
Now is the ****** to the story!
Let's take this a second at a time,
and now that I write and think about it,
I'm pleading please, oh please on my knees repeatedly asking,
Hey, hey, wouldn't it be great, great,
my time today-
down in the forest.
I'm holding on to what I know
my bad behaviour but I bet I could have been a better man,
and you will never understand what I believe.
Luckily I can read your mind.
You hold the cure,
silent in the trees.
Living empty-handed,
I'm not done, I'm not done yet, no!
I'll stay awake,
Twisting the kaleidoscope behind both of my eyes
that make Pandora's Box's contents look non-violent.
Will you take care of me?
I have these thoughts,
'Cause I'm twisted up, I'm twisted up inside.
I'm trying to be so cool
you'll have to watch me struggle,
and I'll fall
'Cause when the sun sets, it upsets what's left of my invested interest...
I want to see,
The sun will rise, and we will try again.
Just another attempt to make the voices stop.
Wish we could turn back time (oh), to the good old days (oh)
I know it's hard sometimes.
What I wanna save I will try.
My heart is my armor
regardless,
I found my way.
Hope you haven't left without me, please.
I don't know where you are. You'll have to come and find me, find me!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (Eh! Eh! Eh! Eh!)
I will let the wind go quietly,
I don't know why, I just feel I'm better off.
Don't let me be-!
If you need anyone
and everyone's asleep, mind you
I'll morph to someone else.
I'll go with you, I'll go with you.
Let me catch you up to speed:
For you, I would get beat to smithereens.
Promise me this,
Just don't believe the hype!
They want to make you forget,
if you decide
to feel some control.
This clique means so much to this dude!
They know that it's almost over.
But you walked by like you never heard...
Jul 13, 2020
Jul 13, 2020 at 11:50 AM UTC
I tried to start a forest fire so bright
But it burned my house last night
Now that my trees have all died
I can not see you
We're livin' in a forest we can't explore
In a lifetime we try to ignore
And I wanna see the whole world
The way that you do
But I need to know if you are real
Cause baby I don't know how to feel
And I cannot control my mind
I scratched out the line
And erased my past
We're livin in a blue-black world.
And you're just a red-orange girl.
We're trying not to be T-E-R-R-I-F-I-E-D.
And you are just trying
To hide in plain sight.
Cause we're livin' in a red-orange sea.
And I wish you were blue-black like me.
And I can not even swim,
so I'll just be sinkin in
To deep to see you.
I wanna know now if this is real.
I wish that somehow they could heal us.
We cannot be sugary sweet.
It's only you and me
Against all the odds.
So please just hold me tight.
(Hold me tight!)
Maybe even spend the night.
(Spend the night!)
You take my mind off the constant fight and
I can't lose you.
Cause we're livin in a red-orange world.
And I'm just a blue-black girl.
We're trying not to be T-E-R-R-I-F-I-E-D.
And you are just trying
To hide in plain sight.
Cause we're livin' in a red-orange sea.
And I wish you were blue-black like me.
And I can not even swim,
so I'll just be sinkin in
To deep to see you.
And I know you made a stupid mistake.
They thought I wasn't real and our love was fake.
I tried to stop what I knew would go down.
Now all of our colors mixed around
In the air that we breath.
Because the trees they didn't light themselves.
You held a match up and your candle fell.
There was no reason for you to doubt me.
I was too late though.
My love, I'm so sorry.
We were just livin in a blue-black world.
And you were my red-orange girl.
We were trying not to be so T-E-R-R-I-F-I-E-D.
And you were trying
To hide in plain sight.
Cause we're livin' in a red-orange sea.
And I wish you were blue-black like me.
(Blue-black like me!)
And I can not even swim,
so I'll just be sinkin in
To deep to see you.
We're livin in a blue-black world.
And you're just a red-orange girl.
(Red-orange girl!)
We're trying not to be T-E-R-R-I-F-I-E-D.
And you are just trying
To hide in plain sight.
Cause we're livin' in a red-orange sea.
(Red-orange sea!)
And I wish you were blue-black like me.
And I can not even swim,
so I'll just be sinkin in
To deep to see you.
We're living in a colorless world.
Now you're just my plain grey girl.
I tried to stop being so T-E-R-R-I-F-I-E-D.
And you're just laying in the box where you died.
You'll never know if we were real.
But baby now I know how you feel.
Time has passed, but I won't be alright.
Cause I lost you to the constant fight.
Cause we're livin' in a colorless sea.
And I wish you were still red-orange like me.
You float but I still can not seem to swim.
So I'll just be sinking in
Deep just to see you.
Jul 13, 2020
Jul 13, 2020 at 11:38 AM UTC
Living in this world
Everyday and everyone's stupid....
Very stupid.... but
Each day people never seem to amaze me at just how;
Living together
On this planet,
Following guidelines or taking
Care of our beautiful Earth--
Only caring about themselves and
Not the **** world...
**Can anyone hear the
Earth calling out?**
Right now, in this outbreak, the Earth is actually healing itself--
Now, hopefully, we can keep her and help her heal more. <3
Jun 16, 2020
Jun 16, 2020 at 11:49 PM UTC
you saved my life.
you saved me from myself, from the bad, from the pain.
i can never thank you enough.
everything feels like a letter to you, because it is.
there will never be words to describe the how ******* good it felt to feel my heart beat again.
i couldn't be here without you.
the blood in my veins thanks you,
the healthy pounding of my heart thanks you.
thank you.
Feb 20, 2020
Feb 20, 2020 at 4:34 PM UTC
I'm fearful when I play our song alone
I'm careless when wear our rebel clothes
I'm ready when we sing this on the low
They'll try to make you give in, but
The demons don't control us
I'm lonely when we forget about our revel
I'm zealous when we go marching in our yellow
I'm steady when covered by my fellow rebels
Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 6:25 PM UTC
And I'll try to delay what you make of my life
But I don't want your way,
I want mine
I’m lying, I’m so very far from fine
I don’t believe, in talking just to breathe
I’m here to give you words as tools that can destroy my heart
He thinks that faith might be dead
Nothing kills a man faster than his own head
*** nobody knows he’s alive
I want to crack the door so I can just fall out
I begin to understand why god died
And I want everyone to know that I am half a soul divided
Don’t be afraid. We’re going home.
We had to steal him from his fate so he could see another day
Am I alive and well or am I dreaming dead?
Where all your blood is washed away and all you did will be undone
We pick songs to sing remind us of things that nobody cares about and honestly we’re probably more suicidal than ever now
If we wake up every morning and decide what we believe we can take apart our very heart and the light will set us free
Please don’t be afraid of what your soul is really thinking
It’s time you pick your battle, and I promise you this is mine.
I know what you think in the morning when the sun shines on the ground
But there’s hope out the window, so that’s where we’ll go, let’s go outside and all join hands but until then you’ll never understand
Simply suggest my chest in this confused music it’s obviously best for them to turn their guns to a fist.
I’m taking over my body back in control no more shorty
I fought it a lot and it seems a lot like flesh is all I got not anymore
You should take my life, you should take my soul
You are surrounding all my surroundings
Fight it. Take the pain ignite it tie a noose around your mind loose enough to breathe fine and tie it to a tree tell it “you belong to me this ain’t a noose this is a leash and I have news for you, you must obey me”
It ain’t the speakers that bump hearts, it’s our hearts that make the beat.
I’m pleading please oh please, on my knees repeatedly asking why it’s got to be like this, is this living free?
Some see a pen I see a harpoon.
I’ll stay awake, *** the dark’s not taking prisoners tonight
I don’t hear those voices calling, I must’ve kicked them out
Why won’t you let me go? Do I threaten all your plans I’m insignificant
I’m afraid to tell you who I adore, won’t tell you who I’m singing towards
I know it’s dire my time today
Somebody stole my car radio and now I just sit in silence
Sometimes quiet is violent
I find it hard to hide it my pride is no longer inside it’s on my sleeve my skin will scream
There’s no hiding for me I’m forced to deal with what I feel there is no distraction to mask what is real
This time there’s no sound to hide behind
I find over the course of our human existence one thing consists of consistence and it’s that we’re all battling fear oh dear I don’t know if we know why we’re here oh my too deep please stop thinking
Peace will win and fear will lose
There’s faith and there’s sleep we need to pick one please because faith is to be awake and to be awake is for us to think and for us to think is to be alive and I will try with every rhyme to come across like I am dying to let you know you need to try to think.
I don’t wanna be heard, I wanna be listened to.
I scream you scream we all scream *** we’re terrified of what’s around the corner.
My brain has given up, white flags are hoisted
The stomach in my brain throws up onto the page
I don’t understand why everything I adore takes a different form when I squint my eyes have you ever done that when you squint your eyes and your eyelashes make it look a little bit right and then when just enough light comes from just the right side and you find you’re not who you’re supposed to be?
This is not what you’re supposed to see, please, remember me I am supposed to be king of kingdom, swinging on a swing, something happened in my imagination the situations becoming dire, my treehouse is on fire, and for some reason I smell gas on my hands. This is not what I had planned.
We’ll be on fire
We have romantic fantasies about what dying truly is
We all know somebody who knows somebody who’s doing great, I know some people who know people who are flying straight, but I’ll kindly enter into rooms of depression, while ceiling fans and idle hands will take my life again.
But I would rather sing a song, for the eyes to sing along
I’m holding onto what I know and what I know I must let go
Redemption’s not that far and darkness is going down.
Nobody thinks what I think, nobody dreams when they blink, think things on the brink of blasphemy I’m my own shrink think things are after me, my catastrophe.
Are you searching for purpose? Then write something and it might be worthless, paint something yeah it might be wordless pointless curses nonsense verses you’ll see purpose start to surface, no one else is dealing with your demons meaning maybe defeating them could be the beginning of your meaning friend.
They will play a game and say they know what you’re doing through and I tried to come up with an artistic way to say they don’t know you and neither do I
I hear a second voice behind your tongue somehow
They will not take you down they will not cast you out
Dear friends here we are again pretending to understand how you think your world is ending sendin signals and red flags in waves it’s hard to tell the difference between blood and water these days
I pray that one day you see
The only difference between life and dying
Is one is trying that’s all we’re gonna do so try to love me and I’ll try to save you
Won’t you stay alive I’ll take you on a ride, I will make you believe you are lovely
Your redemption won’t grow stale, we are now just setting sail, on the seas of what we fear, treason now is growing near to me, I’m coming clean, god hit me straight on.
I know, where you stand, silent in the trees
And that’s where I am
Why won’t you speak, where I happen to Be? Silent in the trees standing cowardly
I can feel your breath, I can feel my death.
I want to know you, I want to see, I want to say, hello
I don’t believe my ears and I’m scared of my own head.
Clearly I am dying, dearly I am writing
I’m lying cause I say I am fine
I’m so sorry but I do believe that all my bridges I have burned and I’ve earned a policy of no return
Today, day, I want to go away, way
I put my sock on my feet, just so that my soul would fall through my toes, And I walk through my door, just so I don’t fall through the floor.
So bold and fearless in the risks we take, laugh in the face of gravity as it’s laws we’d break, on trampolines so high, we reach for the sky, but I do not look up anymore and I don’t know why.
I take my face off at the door because I don’t know who they will take me for
I’m the son of all I’ve done
When we’re done we’ll all have made something new under the sun
“Where’s your home? Where are you going and why are you here?”
I will tell you what I can, but your mind will take a stand, I sing of a greater love, let me know when you’ve had enough.
When your father turns to stone will you take care of me?
I will make you queen of everything you see, I’ll put you on the map, I’ll cure you of disease.
Let’s say we up and left this town and turned our future upside down, we’ll make pretend that you and me, lived ever after happily.
Since we know that dreams are dead, and life turns plans up on their head, I will plan to be a *** so I just might become someone.
Taking my only, friend I know. He leaves a lot. His name is Hope.
I’m never what I like, I’m double sided
*** I’m twisted up, I’m twisted up, inside my mind
When the sun is climbing window sills, and the silver lining rides the hills, I will be safe, for one whole day, until the sun makes the hills it’s grave.
By the time the nights wears off, the dust is down, and shadows burn, I will rise and stand my ground, waiting for, the nights return.
I do not know why I would go in front of you na shied my soul, *** you’re the only one who knows it
I don’t know why I think I could lie, *** there’s a screen on my chest
I’m standing in front of you I’m trying to be so cool, everything together trying to be so cool.
I can’t see past my own nose I’m seeing everything in slow-mo look out below crashing down to the ground
A train from the sky locomotive my motives are insane
My flows not great okay, I conversation with people who know if I flow on a song I’ll get no radio play.
While you’re doing fine, there’s some people and I, who have a really tough time getting through this life so excuse us while we sing to the sky.
We’re broken people
I can’t take them on my own, my own, pa, I’m not the one you know, you know
Don’t wanna give you all my demons, you’ll have to watch me struggle, from several rooms away. But tonight, I need you to stay.
I am up against the wall, the wall, pa, I hear them coming down, the hall.
I want to drive away in the night, headlights call my name.
I’ll never be, be what you see inside, you say I’m not alone but I am petrified.
Is close the closest star? You just feel twice as far.
I’m so afraid, of what you have to say, cause I am quiet now, and silence gives you space
And the wrists of my mind had the bleeding lines that remind me of all the times I have committed
What kids are doing they’re killing themselves, they feel they have no control of their prisoner cells, and if you’re one of them then you’re one of me
Now the night is coming to an end
The sun will rise and we will try again
Stay alive, stay alive, for me.
You will die, but now your life is free take pride in what is sure to die.
I will fear the night again.
I hope I’m not my only friend.
There’s an infestation in my minds imagination
This not rap this is not hip hop, just another attempt to make the voices stop
This doesn’t mean I lost my dream it’s just right now I got a really crazy mind to clean.
Can you save my heavydirtysoul, for me?
If I didn’t know better I’d guess you’re all already dead
You’ve got one time to figure it out, one time to twist and one time to shout, one time to think and I say we start now
Death inspires me like a dog inspires a rabbit
I wish I found some better sounds no ones ever heard, I wish I had a better voice to sing some better words, I wish I found some chords in an order that is new, I wish I didn’t have to rhyme every time I sang
Now I’m insecure, and I care what people think.
Sometimes a certain smell will take me back to when I was young, how come I’m never able to identify where it’s coming from?
It would remind us of when nothing really mattered out of student loans and treehouse homes we all would take the ladder.
We used to play pretend give eachother different names
Used to dream of outer space but now they’re laughing at our face saying wake up you need to make money
I wanna stay in the sun where I find, I know it’s hard sometimes
I think about the end just way too much, but it’s fun to fantasize
I won’t fall in love with falling
I’d die for you that’s easy to say we have a list of people that we would take a bullet for them a bullet for you
Metaphorically I’m the man but literally I don’t know what I’d do, that’s harder to do even harder to say when you know it’s not true and it’s harder to write when you know that tonight there were people back home that tried talking to you
All these questions they’re for real like who would you live for who would you die for and would you ever ****
I’ve been thinking too much, help me
I’m fairly local, ive been around, ive seen the streets you’re walking down
I’m evil to the core, what I shouldn’t do I will, they say I’m emotional, what I wanna save I’ll **** Is that who I truly am? I truly don’t have a chance. Tomorrow I keep a beat. And repeat yesterday’s dance
I’m not evil to the core, what I shouldn’t do I will fight. I know I’m emotional, what I wanna save I will try. I know who I truly am. I truly do have a chance. Tomorrow I’ll switch the beat, to avoid yesterday’s dance
It’s the few the proud and the emotional
The world around us is burning but we’re so cold
Our minds change on what we think is good, I wasn’t raised in the hood, but I know a thing or two about pain, and darkness, if wasn’t for the music I don’t know how I would’ve fought this.
I’m in constant confrontation with what I want and what is poppin in the industry it seems to me that singles on the radio are currency my creativities only free when I’m playing shows.
Who would you live and die for on that list but the problem is there’s another list that exists and none really wants to think about this forget sanity, forget salary, forget vanity my morality, if you get in between someone I love and me, you’re gonna feel the heat of my calvary
He cranked out those dismal chords, and his four walls declared him insane.
I found my way right time wrong place
I know my souls freezing hells hot for good reason
But I’m not good with directions and I hide behind my mouth, I’m a pro at imperfections and I’m best friends with my doubt.
Now that minds out and now I hear clear and loud I’m thinking wow I probably should’ve stayed inside my house
I don’t know if this song is a surrender or a revel. I don’t know if this one is about me or the devil.
Help me out, my friends and I we got a lotta problems
Wanted to be a better brother better son wanted to be a better advisory to the evil I have done I have none to show to the one I love
Polarize is taking your disguises sepersting then splitting them up from wrong and right, is deciding when to die and deciding when to fight
I don’t know where you are, you’ll have to come and find me
We have all learned to **** our dreams
I need to know that when I fail you’ll still be here. *** if you stick around I’ll sing you pretty sounds and well make money selling your hair
I don’t care what’s in your hair I just wanna know what’s on your mind.
I used to say I wanna die before I’m old but because if you I might think twice.
What if my dream does not happen. Would I just change what I’ve told my friend. Don’t want to know who I would be. When I wake from a dreamers sleep
Scared of my own image. Scared of my own immaturity
Fear might be the death of me. Fear leads to anxiety. Don’t know what’s inside of me.
Even when I doubt you, I’m no good without you.
Temperature is dropping, I’m not sure if I can see this ever stopping. Shaking hands with the dark parts of my thought no, you ar wall that I’ve got no.
I want the markings made on my skin, to mean something to me again.
Hope you haven’t left without me, please
Who I am today is worse than other times. You don’t know what I’ve done.
Why I’m in denial that they tried the suicidal session. Please use discretion when you’re messing with the message man, these lyrics aren’t for everyone only few understand.
Hope you’re dead *** how could you sleep at a time like this
I’m the kinda guy who takes every moment he knows he confided in
Music to use for others to use it
Life is up here but you comment below And the comments below will become
Common motivation to promote
Your shows next episode
So your brain know to keep going
Even though hope
Is far from this moment but you and I know it gets better when mornin finally reads it’s head, together we’re losers remember the future remember the mornin is when night is dead.
My people singing
Be the one to take my soul and make it undone
Be the one to take me home and show me the sun
Where we’re from, there’s no sun, our hometowns in the dark
Where we’re from, we’re no one, our hometowns in the dark.
We don’t know, how to put back the power in our soul
We don’t know, where to find, what once was in our bones.
I look outside and see a whole world better off without me in it trying to transform it.
Listen I know, this ones a contradiction because of how happy it sounds. But the lyrics are so down.
It’s ok though, because it represents Wait better yet it is, who I feel I am right now.
I’m a goner, somebody catch my breath
I wanna be known, by you.
Though I’m weak, and beaten down. I’ll slip away, into this sound.
The ghost of you is close to me.
I’m inside out, you’re underneath.
I’ve got two faces, blurry’s the one I’m not
I need your help to take him out
Don’t let me be gone.
I can’t believe how much I hate.
Pressures of a new place roll my way.
Spirits in my room, friend or foe?
Felt it in my youth feel it when I’m old
I’ll be right there, but you’ll have to grab my throat and life me in the air. If you need anyone
I’ll stop my plans, but you’ll have to tie me down and then break both my hands.
You can learn to levitate with just a little help
Cowards only come through when the hours late and everyone’s asleep mind you
My heart is with you hiding but my minds not made
No we are not just graffiti on a passing train I got back what I once bought back in that slot I won’t need to replace
Sever all I thought I could depend on my weekends on the freezing ground that I’m sleeping on please keep me from please keep me down from the ledges
At least they all know all they hear comes from a place.
When everyone, you thought you know, deserts your fight, I’ll go with you
You’re facing down, a dark hall, I’ll grab my light and go with you
Surrounded and up against a wall, I’ll shred em all. And go with you
When choices end, you must defend, I’ll grab a bat, and go with you
Stay with me, no you don’t need to run, stay with me, my blood.
They’re callin for your head and they’re callin for your name, I’ll bomb down on em I’m comin through
Just keep it outside
If you find yourself, in a lions den, I’ll jump right in, and pull my pin.
East is up, I’m fearless when I hear this on the low
Easy is up, I’m careless when I wear my rebel clothes
They will know that, Dema don’t control us
They wanna make you forget
Save your razor blades now, not yet
I’m flying from a fire, from Nico and the Niners.
What I say when I wanna be enough what a beautiful day for making a break for it, we’ll find a way to pay for it, maybe from all the money we made razor blade stores, rent a race horse, and force a sponsor, and start a concert a complete diversion, start a mob and you can be quite certain we’ll win but not everyone will get out.
Can’t stop thinking about if and when I die for now I see that if and when are trike different cries for If is purely panic and when is solemn sorrow and one invade today while the other spies tomorrow
If I keep moving they won’t know I’ll morph to someone else
I’m just a ghost
Defence mechanism mode
What are we here for if not to run straight through all our tormentors
Anybody listening?
This beat is a chemical
Lovin what I’m tasting
Venom on my tongue
Dependant at times
Poisonous vibrations
I’m running for my life
Hide you in my coat pocket
Felt I was invincible you wrapped around my head now different lives I lead my body lives on lead the last two lines may read incorrect until said
I despise you sometimes I love to hate the fight and you in much life is like sippin on straight chlorine
Grows while I decay
Can you build my house with pieces I’m just a chemical
My interior world needs to sanitize
I’ve got to step through or I’ll dissipate
I’ll record my step through for my basement tapes
Nice to my kind will be on my side
And you know you’re a terrible sight but you’ll Be just fine
Your exterior world can step off instead
It might take some friends and a warmer shirt but you don’t get thick skin without getting burnt
No I don’t know which way I’m going
But I can hear my way around
I never look for conflict for the thrill
For you I would get beat to smithereens
And my problem? We glorify those even more when they
My opinion our culture could treat a loss like it’s a win and right before we turn on them we give them the highest of praise and hang their banner from the ceiling communicating further ingravjng and earlier grace is an optional way. No.
What’s my problem don’t get it twisted it’s with the people we praise who may have assisted
I could go out with a band they would know my name they would host and post a celebration . My opinion will not be lenient
We don’t get enough love well they get a fraction they say how could he go if he’s got everything I’ll mourn for a kid but won’t cry for a king.
Neon gravestones try to call for my bones
Promise me this. If I lose to myself you won’t mourn a day and you’ll move on to someone else
But they won’t get them
Don’t get me wrong the rise in awareness is beating a stigma that no longer scares us but for sake of discussion in spirit of fairness could we give this some room for a new point of view and could it be true that some could be tempted to use this mistake as a form of aggression a form of succession a form of a weapon thinking I’ll teach them well in refusing the lesson it won’t resonate in our minds I’m not disrespecting what was left behind just pleading that it does not get glorified maybe we swap out what’s it is that we hold so high. Find your grandparents or someone of age. Pay some respects for the other that they paved to life they were dedicated now that should be celebrated.
I could take the high road but I know that I’m going low
I’m a bandito
This is the sound we make when in between two places where we used to bleed and where our blood needs to be
In city I feel my spirit is contained like neon inside the glass they form my brain but I recently discovered it’s a heartless fire like nicknames they give themselves to uninspire begin with bullet now add fire to the proof but I’m still not sure if fears a rival or close relative to truth either way it helps to hear these words bounce off of you the softest school could be enough for me to make it through
I created this world to feel some control destroy it if I want so I sing Sahlo Folina
I can feel pressure start to posses my mind so I’ll take this beat I should delete to exercise
No I move slow I wanna stop time I’ll sit here til I find the problem
This clique means so much to this dude it could make him afraid of his music and be scared to death he could lose it
You were one of those classic ones
Traveling around this sun
I wish she knew you
You were here when I write this but the masters and mixes will take to long to finish to show you I’m sorry I did not visit did not know how to take it when your eyes did not know me like I know you
Then the day that it happened I recorded this last bit I look forward to having a lunch with you again
I’m tired of tending to this fire
Embers barely showing proof of life in the shadows dancing on my plans
They know that it’s almost over
The burning is so low it’s concerning *** they know that when it goes out it’s a glorious gone
It’s only time before they show me why no one ever comes back with details from beyond
In time I will leave the city for now I will stay alive
Last year I needed change of pace
Couldn’t take the pace of change
Moving hastily
But this year
Though I’m far from home
In trench inches not alone
These faces facing me
They know what I mean.
Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 12:27 AM UTC
[Verse 1]
You will never know what's behind my skull
So won't you say good night, so I can say goodbye
You will never know what's under my hair
So won't you say good night, so I can say goodbye
You will never know what's under my skin
So won't you say good night, so I can say goodbye
You will never know what is in my veins
So won't you say good night, so I can say goodbye
[Chorus]
Won't you go to someone else's dreams?
Won't you go to someone else's head?
Haven't you taken enough from me?
Won't you torture someone else's sleep?
[Verse 2]
And you will never know what I'm thinking of
Won't you go to someone else's dreams?
So won't you say good night, so I can say goodbye
Won't you go to someone else's head?
And you will never understand what I believe
Haven't you taken enough from me?
So won't you say good night
Won't you torture someone else?
So I can say goodbye?
[Bridge]
Haven't you taken enough from me?
Won't you torture someone else's sleep?
Won't you go to someone else's dreams?
Won't you go to someone else's head?
Haven't you taken enough from me?
Won't you torture someone else's sleep?
[Verse 3]
I start to part two halves of my heart in the dark and I
Don't know where I should go and the tears and the fears begin to multiply
Taking time in a simple place; in my bed where my head rests on a pillowcase
And it's said that a war's lead but I forget that I let another day go by
I want to be afraid but it seems that these days
I'm caught under water and I'm falling farther
My heart's getting harder, I'm calling my father
Am I screaming to an empty sky?
Empty sky, no way, that's me cause one half of my heart is free
Empty sky, no way, that's me, cause the other half of my heart's asleep
Sep 2, 2018
Sep 2, 2018 at 4:21 PM UTC
People say I'm obsessive, and I wholeheartedly agree. I'd die for a favorite artist, and I reread stories I like until I hate them. I force myself to love every song performed by "my band", to a point where I'm not entirely sure which of their tunes actually earned their place in my heart.
It brings to mind a modern-Hebrew term, "protektzia". It can be translated as social leverage, or "pull". Protektzia is when you are related to the administrator of an elite high school, or when you're friendly with the secretary of a sought-after doctor. It's as if songs walk up to me and say, "hey, I know I'm not that great, but I was written by so-and-so!"
All that changes when old Depression drops by. Suddenly, things I cared so much for are meaningless. It's like quarreling with a close friend. Although, I don't hate my former faves so much as scorn them, for being silly enough to exist.
Why does depression do this to me? Because depression is the drainage of passion. As a cow needs to be milked and a dripping air-conditioner needs a bucket, what are obsessions if not an outlet for the passion contained in the heart?
But neither are necessary when the cow is dead and the AC off.
Thankfully, depression to me is a mood rather than a condition, and so I host frequent reunions with my beloved idols.
You are all invited!
Jun 18, 2018
Jun 18, 2018 at 7:27 PM UTC
I've turned my guns to fists
But now i'm fighting
Along with all these other
Mutant kids
Fused at the wrist
Even though you told them
To shoot at this
Our demons are what we're fighting
And we can’t win
Mar 20, 2018
Mar 20, 2018 at 10:38 AM UTC
I try desperately to run through the sand
As I hold the water in the palm of my hand
'Cause it's all that I have and it's all that I need and
The waves of the water mean nothing to me
But I try my best and all that I can
To hold tightly onto what's left in my hand
But no matter how, how tightly I will strain
The sand will slow me down and the water will drain
I'm just being dramatic, in fact, I'm only at it again
As an addict with a pen, who's addicted to the wind
As it blows me back and forth, mindless, spineless, and pretend
Of course I'll be here again, see you tomorrow, but it's the end of today
End of my ways as a walking denial
My trial was filed as a crazy suicidal head case
But you specialize in dying, you hear me screaming "father"
And I'm lying here just crying, so wash me with your water
- Twenty one pilots
Jan 4, 2018
Jan 4, 2018 at 10:06 PM UTC
Nobody thinks what I think
Nobody dreams when they blink
Think things on the brink of blasphemy
I'm my own shrink
Think things are after me, my catastrophe
I'm a kitchen sink
You don't know what that means
Because a kitchen sink to you
Is not a kitchen sink to me, okay, friend?
Are you searching for purpose?
Then write something, yeah it might be worthless
Then paint something then, it might be wordless
Pointless curses, nonsense verses
You'll see purpose start to surface
No one else is dealing with your demons
Meaning maybe defeating them
Could be the beginning of your meaning, friend
-Twenty One pilots
What they're trying to say, is that, when you feel that life has no purpose, and aren't living for anything anymore, then make something, weather it be, a poem, a song, a painting, or anything. As long as it matters to you, and you know what it means, then you have purpose, because if you die, then who else is gonna know what it means to you?
Jan 4, 2018
Jan 4, 2018 at 12:02 AM UTC
How frustrating
And so degrading
This time were wasting
It's like were blind to the life were hating
So much for life
I might need a knife
Because sometimes in order to live
You have to **** your mind.
Dec 29, 2017
Dec 29, 2017 at 1:51 PM UTC
Hello
We haven't talked in quite some time
I know
I haven't been the best
Of sons, hello, I've been traveling in the desert of my mind
And I
Haven't found a drop
Of life
I haven't found a drop
Of you, I haven't found a drop
I haven't found a drop
Of water
Water
I try desperately to run through the sand
As I hold the water in the palm of my hand
'Cause it's all that I have and it's all that I need and
The waves of the water mean nothing to me
But I try my best and all that I can
To hold tightly onto what's left in my hand
But no matter how, how tightly I will strain
The sand will slow me down and the water will drain
I'm just being dramatic, in fact, I'm only at it again
As an addict with a pen, who's addicted to the wind
As it blows me back and forth, mindless, spineless, and pretend
Of course I'll be here again, see you tomorrow, but it's the end of today
End of my ways as a walking denial
My trial was filed as a crazy suicidal head case
But you specialize in dying, you hear me screaming "father"
And I'm lying here just crying, so wash me with your water
Water
Hello
I haven't talked in quite some time
I know
I haven't been the best
Of sons, hello, I've been traveling in the desert of my mind
And I
I haven't found a drop
Of life
I haven't found a drop
Of you
I haven't found a drop
I haven't found a drop
Of water
Songwriters: Joseph Tyler Harris
Addict with a Pen lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc
Dec 20, 2017
Dec 20, 2017 at 8:13 PM UTC
Thank you Twenty One Pilots for all you've done for the broken people.
You've cured some of the ones who have tried their suicidal session.
You've shown us that you know what it feels like to suffer.
You've told us that the hardest nights will get brighter when the sun comes up, and we can try again.
You've been a friend when we've needed one the most.
You've described the destructive thoughts as metaphors that we can find hope from.
You've combined ukulele music with screamo and made it art.
You've given us lyrics to find the motivation to keep going.
You've told us to stay alive, so that's what we do.
Stay alive |-/
Nov 23, 2016
Nov 23, 2016 at 2:08 PM UTC
i wonder if it’d be cold against my neck
or if it’d be hot, or if i’d have to heat it just to be sure.
i wonder if it’d be as comfortable as sleeping,
but nothing’s as comfortable as sleeping:
as dreaming, as breathing, as thinking of being—
as being nonliving and no longer breathing.
so i doubt i’ll ever hang myself because to be fair,
the dead can breathe no air.
May 22, 2016
May 22, 2016 at 7:01 PM UTC
You are as unclear as lake water,
at the same time so potable.
Like a vivid night sky,
filled with light pollution
from all the city lights.
Uncovered like the people
in renaissance paintings.
Camouflaged in the great open,
A chameleon in all colors.
Hidden like the new moon.
Present but never there to be seen.
Stated as existent, but bares in darkness.
Mar 25, 2016
Mar 25, 2016 at 10:07 AM UTC