作词: Tyler Joseph, Maurice Gleaton, Charles Hammond, Robert Hill, Deangelo Hunt, Bernard Leverette, Gerald Tiller, Jamall Willingham
作曲: Tyler Joseph, Maurice Gleaton, Charles Hammond, Robert Hill, Deangelo Hunt, Bernard Leverette, Gerald Tiller, Jamall Willingham
编曲: Sloane Skala
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 anymore, flesh out the door, swat
I must've 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 going
'Cause the next moment, before you know it
Time is slowing and it's frozen still
And the window sill 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 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
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 hearts, it's our hearts that make the beat
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 hearts, it's our hearts that make the beat
Lean with it, rock with it, when we guonna 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 hearts, it's our hearts that make the beat
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 hearts, it's our hearts that make the beat
And I'll be holding on to you
