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Twenty One Pilots

The Pantaloon

 

The Pantaloon

(album: Twenty One Pilots - 2009)


Your grandpa died
When you were nine
They said he had lost his mind
You have learned
Way too soon
You should never trust the Pantaloon

Now it's your turn
To be alone
Find a wife and build yourself a home
You have learned
Way too soon
That your dad is now the Pantaloon

You are tired
You are hurt
A moth ate through
Your favorite shirt
And all your friends
Fertilize
The ground you walk
Lose your mind

He's seen too many stare downs
Between the sun and the moon
In the morning air
How he used to hustle all the people
Walking through the fairgrounds
He's been around so long
He's changed his meaning of a chair now
Because a chair now,
Is like a tiny island in the sea of all the people
Who glide across the very surface
That made his bones feeble
The end can't come soon enough
But is it too soon?
Either way he can't deny
He is a Pantaloon

You are tired
You are hurt
A moth ate through
Your favorite shirt
And all your friends
Fertilize
The ground you walk
Lose your mind

You like to sleep alone
It's colder than you know
'Cause your skin is so used to colder bones
It's warmer in the morning
Than what it is at night
Your bones are held together
By your nightmares and your frights

You are tired
You are hurt
A moth ate through
Your favorite shirt
And all your friends
They fertilize
The ground you walk
So lose your mind

You are tired
You are hurt
A moth ate through
Your favorite shirt
And all your friends
They fertilize
The ground you walk
So lose your mind

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