Tyler Joseph
- Be concerned
I don't believe my ears, and I'm scared of my own head, I will deny you for years, then I'll make you raise me from the dead. And if I said that I would live for you, for nothing in return, well I'm sorry Mr. Gullible, but lying's all I've learned. So be concerned.
Tyler Joseph
Nobody thinks what you think, no one Empathy might be on the brink of extinction They will play a game and say They know what you're going through And I tried to come up with an artistic way to say They don't know you, and neither do I So here's a prime example of a stand up guy Who hates what he believes and loves it at the same time Here's my brother and his head's screwed up But that's alright.
Tyler Joseph
- Oh, Miss Believer
Oh, Miss Believer, my pretty weeper Your twisted thoughts are like snow on the rooftops Please, take my hand, we're in foreign land As we travel through snow Together we go.
