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Isle of Flightless Birds

Now is the climax to the story
That gives the demons and angels purpose
They fly around while we are walking
And mold our emotions just to please them
I am cold, can you hear
I will fly, with no hope, no fear
And the ground, taunts my wings
Plummet as I sing, plummet as I sing
All we are is an isle of flightless birds
We find our worth in giving birth and stuff
We’re lining our homes against winding roads
And we think the going is tough
We pick songs to sing, remind us of things that no body cares about
And honestly we’re probably more suicidal than ever now
If you decide to live by, what you think’s wrong and what’s right
Believe me you’ll begin to wish you were sleeping
Your weeping will creep in head and you’ll cry
But if we wake up every morning and decide what we believe
We can take a part our very heart and the light will set you free
I am cold, can you hear
I will fly, with no hope, no fear
And the ground, taunts my wings
Plummet as I sing, plummet as I sing
How frustrating, and so degrading
His time, we’re wasting
And time will fly by and the sky will cry as light is fading
And he is waiting, oh so patiently
While we repeat the same routine as we will please comfortability
Please think about why you can’t sleep in the evening
And please don’t be afraid of what your soul is really thinking
Your soul knows good and evil, your soul knows both sides
And it’s time you pick your battle, and I promise you this is mine

Tonight

The young boy wants to move ahead
And the old man sings rewind
I wonder when in this time line
We’ll break to the other side

Maybe there’s a span of time
When we feel we’re neither nor
Not wanting to go back again
And not wanting to go forth

The point in life must be
Pretty dark and hopeless
Terrifying
And if you’re asking me when that is

It must be tonight
It must be tonight
It must be tonight
It must be tonight

The old man sits all by himself
And thinks of better years
When he used to believe in stars
And would dream away his fears

The young boy moves so fast he doesn’t
See the stars above
And all his dreams are crushed by old man
Who didn’t dream enough

We must all agree
There’s a point in life when darkness breaks our
Brittle hopes and dreams
And I’d say

It must be tonight
It must be tonight
It must be tonight
It must be tonight

It must be tonight
It must be tonight
It must be tonight
It must be tonight
Stay with me

And it must be tonight
It must be tonight
Save me tonight
It must be tonight

Taken by Sleep

This is a story about a scarlet letter… yeah

It just hit me as I laid my head down
No one around in the dark cold night, I hear a sound
In my head repeat track of everything you’ve ever said
Must be something, but it’s nothing, so I just go back to bed

It’s 4, crack the door to the hallways in my dreams
But it seems my hallway keeps closing in on me
Forcing me out, making me think about you and how you’re gone
I see 4:05 in teary eyes and then I write this song

And I just can’t believe it has to be this way
You know we say it seems to me that it was just the other day
I saw your face, I saw your light, you ran the race, you fought the fight
But now it’s all being torn down for me tonight

And I know it might be a little selfish for me to say
But I need to know if you’ve thought of me at all today
Cause every day walk past the place you lived 5 days of the week
And now it’s 10 after 4 and I am taken by sleep

Spending hours on end, deciding what I’d say to a friend if I ever saw him again
Cause I don’t if I know, don’t want to come across the wrong way
And I don’t know if I know, but I know I want to see your face today

And somebody told me they saw you cry and break down
Do you know how hard that is to get around and think about?
It’s not like you to let emotions get the best of things
Especially when everything is hanging in the air we breathe

And I just can’t believe it has to be this way
You know we say it seems to me that it was just the other day
I saw your face and saw your light, you ran the race, you fought the fight
But now it’s all being torn down for me tonight

And I know it might be a little selfish for me to say
But I need to know if you thought of me at all today
Cause every day walk past the place you lived 5 days of the week
And now it’s 10 after 4 and I am taken by sleep

I’ll sing a song to you, my friend
I’ll sing a song to you, my friend
I’ll sing a song to you, my friend
I’ll sing a song to you, my– Let’s go!

Friend, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’ll sing a song to you my friend
I’ll sing a song to you my friend
I’ll sing a song to you my friend
I’ll sing a song to you my friend

Hole in the Ground

You once were oh-so-close
But I don’t remember
Where you are and who you know
But come this September
You will fly on your own
Cause you got a letter
You must find, find your home
And it won’t get much better

I try so hard
To fly but my heart
Won’t go very far
No, no
And my own two hands
Will start bleeding again
And floor will turn to
To a hole in the ground

The plans that I make
Roads that I take break
To holes that will go
Where I don’t know
They are solid grounds illusions
That write themselves off
As perfectly normal solutions

Pollutions in my eyes
My disguise will take me
Break me
Won’t save me this time
There’s a vision
But you won’t save me this time
My decision for living
Isn’t mine to decide and

You just seem oh-so-far
Past the stars and past my heart
I can almost feel you and I start
To close my eyes and sing a song
I will keep singing cause Im wrong
But you were singing with me all along

I try so hard
To fly
But my heart
Won’t go very far
No, no
And my own two hands
Will start bleeding again
And floor will turn to
To a hole in the ground

Do not be alarmed
If I fall into the sun
If I fall
And my own two hands will start bleeding
And then they will lower me
In to, to a hole in the ground

Ode to Sleep

I wake up fine and dandy but then by the time I find it handy,
To rip my heart apart and start planning my crash landing,
I go up to the ceiling,
Then I feel my soul start leaving, like an old man’s hair receding,
I’m pleading please, oh please on my knees repeatedly asking,
Why it’s got to be like this, is this living free,
I don’t want to be the one, be the one who has the sun’s blood on my hands,
I’ll tell the moon, take this weapon forged in darkness,
Some see a pen, I see a harpoon.

I’ll stay awake, ‘Cause the dark’s not taking prisoners tonight.
Why am I not scared in the morning, I don’t hear those voices calling,
I must have kicked them out, I must have kicked them out,
I swear I heard demons yelling, those crazy words they were spelling,
They told me I was gone, they told me I was gone.

But I’ll tell them,
Why won’t you let me go?
Do I threaten all your plans, I’m insignificant,
Please tell them you have no plans for me,
I will set my soul on fire, what have I become?

On the eve of a day that’s forgotten and fake,
As the trees they await and clouds anticipate,
The start of a day when we put on our face,
A mask that portrays that we don’t need grace,
On the eve of a day that is bigger than us,
But we open our eyes ’cause we’re told that we must,
And the trees wave their arms and the clouds try to plead,
Desperately yelling there’s something we need,
I’m not free I asked forgiveness three times,
Same amount that I denied, I three-time mvp’ed this crime,
I’m afraid to tell you who I adore, won’t tell you what I’m sing towards,
Metaphorically I’m a whore, and that’s denial number four.I wake up fine and dandy but then by the time I find it handy,
To rip my heart apart and start planning my crash landing,
I go up to the ceiling,
Then I feel my soul start leaving, like an old man’s hair receding,
I’m pleading please, oh please on my knees repeatedly asking,
Why it’s got to be like this, is this living free,
I don’t want to be the one, be the one who has the sun’s blood on my hands,
I’ll tell the moon, take this weapon forged in darkness,
Some see a pen, I see a harpoon.

I’ll stay awake, ‘Cause the dark’s not taking prisoners tonight.
Why am I not scared in the morning, I don’t hear those voices calling,
I must have kicked them out, I must have kicked them out,
I swear I heard demons yelling, those crazy words they were spelling,
They told me I was gone, they told me I was gone.

But I’ll tell them,
Why won’t you let me go?
Do I threaten all your plans, I’m insignificant,
Please tell them you have no plans for me,
I will set my soul on fire, what have I become?

On the eve of a day that’s forgotten and fake,
As the trees they await and clouds anticipate,
The start of a day when we put on our face,
A mask that portrays that we don’t need grace,
On the eve of a day that is bigger than us,
But we open our eyes ’cause we’re told that we must,
And the trees wave their arms and the clouds try to plead,
Desperately yelling there’s something we need,
I’m not free I asked forgiveness three times,
Same amount that I denied, I three-time mvp’ed this crime,
I’m afraid to tell you who I adore, won’t tell you what I’m sing towards,
Metaphorically I’m a whore, and that’s denial number four.

Blasphemy

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 led 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

Sing a song but don’t believe
Blasphemy is just for me
Hypocrite, take your pick
Cause the poison’s on my lips

Can I understand you?
Can I understand you?
Can I understand you?
Can I understand you?

Lights, camera, action, satisfaction
At your finger tips no one’s lacking stuff
But it’s not enough when it seems that
We have enough stuff just to blow stuff up

Lights, camera, stop! We’re killing ourselves
Just to get to the top
But I won’t stop talking about what we got
And how we’d all love it when we’re loved a lot

Enough about you, let’s talk about me
And everybody thinks I’m just so free
Free? Did you hear the verse that came first
And how my own body’s waging war on me?

I bet you didn’t know something as absurd
There’s a word that is said more than any other word
It’s sorry, sorry
And I pray that the word was heard

Sing a song but don’t believe
Blasphemy is just for me
Hypocrite, take your pick
Cause the poison’s on my lips

Can I understand you?
Can I understand you?
Can I understand you?
Can I understand you?

I want to be alive
When you see my eyes
Can I see your eyes?
Can I see your eyes?

Can I see your eyes
Can I see your eyes?
Can I see your eyes?
Can I see?
I want to be alive
When you see my eyes
Can I see your eyes?
Can I see your eyes?

Let the water wash away
Everything that you’ve become
On your knees, today is gone
And tomorrow’s sure to come
Tomorrow’s sure to come

Forest

I don’t want to be heard
I want to be listened to
Does it bother anyone else
That someone else has your name?

I scream, you scream
We all scream ’cause we’re terrified
Of what’s around the corner
We stay in place
‘Cause we don’t want to lose our lives
So let’s think of something better.

Down in the forest, we’ll sing a chorus
One that everybody knows
Hands held higher, we’ll be on fire
Singing songs that nobody wrote.

My brain has given up
White flags are hoisted
I took some food for thought
It might be poisoned
The stomach in my brain
Throws up on to the page
Does it bother anyone else
That someone else has your name?

Quickly moving towards a storm
Moving forward, torn
In to pieces over reasons
Of what these storms are for
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 not right
And then when just enough light
Comes from just the right side
And you find you’re not who you’re suppose to be?
This is not what you’re suppose to see
Please, remember me?
I am suppose to be King of a kingdom or swinging on a swing
Something happened to my imagination
This situation’s becoming dire
My treehouse is on fire
And for some reason I smell gas on my hands
This is not what I had planned.
This is not what I had planned.

Glowing Eyes


We all are stranger creatures than when we all started out as kids,
Culture forbids,
We have romantic fantasies about what dying truly is,
To fall off the grid.

We live for the night’s decor,
It reveals what we dream of.

I know there’s someone at the door,
They called for help, of this I’m sure,
But do I want to say goodbye to all the glowing eyes,
I’m holding on to what I know,
And what I know, I must let go,
But I would rather play a song for the eyes to sing along.

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.

We live for the night’s decor,
It reveals what we dream of.

I know there’s someone at the door,
They called for help, of this I’m sure,
But do I want to say goodbye to all the glowing eyes,
I’m holding on to what I know,
And what I know, I must let go,
But I would rather play a song for the eyes to sing along.

This room is far too dark for us to stay around,
Redemption’s not that far and darkness is going down.
Make them stop.

I’m holding on to what I know,
And what I know, I must let go,
But I would rather play a song for the eyes to sing along.
Make them stop.