Migraine
Singer:Twenty One Pilots
Album:Vessel
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat?
Shadows will scream that I'm alone
I-I-I-I've got a migraine
And my pain will range from up
Thank God it's Friday 'cause Fridays will always
Be better than Sundays 'cause Sundays are my suicide days
I don't know why they always seem so dismal
Whether it's the weather or the letters by my bed
Sometimes death seems better than the migraine in my head
Let it be said what the headache represents
It's me defending in suspense
it's me suspended in a defenseless test
Being tested by a ruthless examinant
That's represented best by my depress…;
I do not have writer's block
my writer just hates the clock
I guess I'll sleep when I'm dead
And sometimes death seems better than the migraine in my head
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat?
Shadows will scream that I'm alone
But I know we've made it this far
I am not as fine as I seem
Are not what's growing in my psyche
A difficult beast feasting on burnt down trees
let me paint a mental picture portrait
Something you won't forget
it's all about my forehead
And how it is a door that holds back contents
That make Pandora's Box's contents look nonviolent
Behind my eyelids are islands of violence
this is the only land my mind could
I did not know it was such a violent island
blood running down their chin
And I know that I can fight or I can let the lion win
I begin to assemble what weapons I can find
'Cause sometimes to stay alive you got to kill your mind
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat?
Shadows will scream that I'm alone
But I know we've made it this far
And I will say that we should take a day to break away
From all the pain our brain has made
The game is not played alone
And I will say that we should take a moment and hold it
And keep it frozen and know that
Life has a hopeful undertone
And I will say that we should take a day to break away
From all the pain our brain has made
The game is not played alone
And I will say that we should take a moment and hold it
And keep it frozen and know that
Life has a hopeful undertone
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat?
Shadows will scream that I'm alone
But I know we've made it this far