Lane Boy/ Redecorate/ Chlorine (Livestream Version)

Twenty One Pilots

They say: Stay in your lane, boy, lane boy
But we go where we want to
They think this thing is a highway, highway
But will they be alive tomorrow?

They think this thing is a highway, if it was our way
We’d have a tempo change every other time change
'Cause 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 it wasn’t for this music
I don’t know how I would’ve fought this
Regardless, all these songs I'm hearing are so heartless
Don’t trust a perfect person
And don’t trust a song that’s flawless

Honest, there’s a few songs
On this record that feel common
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 creativity is on the free when I'm playin’ shows

They say: Stay in your lane, boy, lane boy
But we go where we want to
They think this thing is a highway, highway
But will they be alive tomorrow?
Will they be alive tomorrow?

I'm sorry if that question I asked last
Scared you a bit like a hazmat
In a gas mask, if you ask Zack
He’s my brother, he likes when I rap fast
But let's back track, back to this
Who would you live and die for on that list?
But the problem is, there’s another list
That exists and no one 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
All these songs I'm hearing are so heartless
Don’t trust a perfect person
And don’t trust a song that’s flawless

With the bells and the whistles scaled back
Like an isolated track
And he feels trapped when he's not inebriated
Fair to say he's fairly sedated most days of the week
He might have made it if he lived on a different street
I repeat, scaled back and isolated
He says he likes an open schedule but he mostly hates it
If you're running to his room, take a breath before you break-in
Put your ear up to the door, tell me can you hear him saying?

Sippin' on straight chlorine
Let the vibes slide over me
This beat is a chemical
Beat is a chemical
When I leave, don't save my seat
I'll be back when it's all complete
The moment is medical
Moment is medical
Sippin' on straight chlorine

Lovin' what I'm tastin'
Venom on my tongue
Dependant at times
Poisonous vibrations
Help my body run
I'm runnin' for my life
Runnin' for my life

Hide you in my coat pocket, where I kept my rebel red
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
The lead is terrible in flavour
But now you double as a papermaker
I despise you sometimes
I love to hate the fight and you in my life is like