Видео

В составе

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Tyler Joseph
Tyler Joseph
Вокал
Greg Wells
Greg Wells
Программирование
Joshua Dun
Joshua Dun
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Tyler Joseph
Tyler Joseph
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Tyler Joseph
Tyler Joseph
Дополнительный продюсер
Greg Wells
Greg Wells
Продюсер
Chris Woltman
Chris Woltman
Исполнительный продюсер
John Janick
John Janick
Исполнительный продюсер
Dan Gerbarg
Dan Gerbarg
Мастеринг-инженер
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Мастеринг-инженер
Ian MacGregor
Ian MacGregor
Инженер звукозаписи

Слова

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, up, up, up, 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 wanna be the one, be the one To have the sun's blood on my hands I'll tell the moon Take this weapon, forged in darkness Some see a pen, I see 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 'em Why won't you let me go? Do I threaten all your plans? I'm insignificant Please, tell 'em You have no plans for me I will set my soul on fire What have I become? I'll tell 'em 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'd this crime I'm afraid to tell you who I adore Won't tell you who I'm singing towards Metaphorically, I'm a whore, and that's denial number four I'll stay awake 'Cause the dark's not taking prisoners tonight (Oh-oh-oh) 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 'em Why won't you let me go? Do I threaten all your plans? I'm insignificant Please, tell 'em You have no plans for me I will set my soul on fire What have I become? I'll tell 'em You have no plans for me I will set my soul on fire What have I become? I'll tell 'em I'll tell 'em I'll tell 'em I'll tell 'em Please, tell 'em You, have no plans for me I will set my soul on fire What have I become? I'm sorry
Writer(s): Tyler Joseph Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out