Twenty One Pilots Lyrics Regional At Best

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TWENTY ONE PILOTS REGIONAL AT BEST LYRICS

Submitted: December 21, 2016

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Submitted: December 21, 2016

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GUNS FOR HANDS

 

I know what you think in the morning
When the sun shines on the ground
And shows what you have done
It shows where your mind has gone.
And you swear to your parents
That it will never happen again
I know, I know what that means
I know

That you all have guns
And you never put the safety on
And you all have plans
To take it, don't take it

I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
But I can't, but I can't when you all have
Guns for hands, yeah.

I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
But I can't, but I can't when you all have
Guns for hands, yeah.

Let's take this one second at a time
Let's take this one song, this one rhyme
Together, let's breathe
Together, to the beat

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

That you all have guns
And you never put the safety on
And you all have plans
To take it, don't take it

I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
But I can't, but I can't when you all have
Guns for hands, yeah.
We've turned our hands to guns, trade in our thumbs for ammunition,
I must forewarn you, of my disorder, or my condition,
'Cause when the sun sets, it upsets what's left of my invested interest,
Interested in putting my fingers to my head,
The solution is, I see a whole room of these mutant kids,
Fused at the wrist, I simply tell them they should shoot at this,
Simply suggest my chest and this confused music, it's,
Obviously best for them to turn their guns to a fist.

I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
But I can't, but I can't,
When you all have
Guns for hands, yeah.

I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
But I can't, but I can't,
When you all have
Guns for hands, yeah.

 

 

HOLDING ON TO YOU

I'm taking over my body
Back in control, no more shotty
I bet a lot of me was lost
"T"'s uncrossed and "I"'s undotted
I fought it a lot and it seems a lot
Like flesh is all I got
Not any more, flesh out the door
I must'a forgot, you can't trust me
I'm moment-to-moment and close but don't show it
Before you know it I'm lost at sea
And now that I write and think about it
And the story unfolds
You should take my life
You should take my soul

You are surrounding all my surroundings
Sounding down the mountain range
Of my left-side brain
You are surrounding all my surroundings
Twisting the kaleidoscope
Behind both of my eyes

And I'll be holding on to you

Remember the moment
You know exactly where you're goin'
'Cause the next moment before you know it
Time is slowin' and it's rolling still
And the windowsill looks really nice, right?
You think twice about your life
It probably happens at night, right?

Fight it, take the pain, ignite it
Tie a noose around your mind
Loose enough to breath 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!
You are surrounding all my surroundings
Sounding down the mountain range
Of my left-side brain
You are surrounding all my surroundings
Twisting the kaleidoscope
Behind both of my eyes

Entertain my faith

Lean with it, rock with it
When we gonna stop with it?
Lyrics that mean nothing
We were gifted with thought

Is it time to move our feet
To an introspective beat
It ain't the speakers that bump hard
It's our hearts that make the beat

And I'll be holding on to you

 

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 horror, and that's denial number four.

 

 

 

SLOWTOWN

 

ey, hey, wouldn't it be great, great,
If we could just lay down and wake up in Slowtown,
Today, day, I want to go away, way,
'Cause things are too fast now,
I want to be in Slowtown.
I put my socks on my feet,
Just so that my soul won't fall through my toes,
And I walk through my door,
Just so I don't fall through the floor.

I remember when my brother and other kids from neighboring houses,
Would get together, I'd ride my bike and my brother would ride his,
When using Pokemon cards, please do not use the holographics,
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.

We're going too fast, fast, save us, Now.

 

 

 


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