Can't stop thinking about if and when I'd die For now I see that 'if' and 'when' are truly different cries For 'if' is purely panic, and 'when' is solemn sorrow And one invades today, while the other spies tomorrow We're surrounded, and we're hounded There's no 'above, ' or 'under, ' or 'around' it For 'above' is blind belief, and 'under' is sword to sleeve And 'around' is scientific miracle, let's pick 'above' and see For if and when we go 'above, ' the question still remains: Are we still in love, and is it possible we feel the same? And that's when going 'under' starts to take my wonder But until that time, I'll try to sing this... If I keep moving, they won't know I'll morph to someone else What they throw at me's too slow I'll morph to someone else I'm just a ghost I'll morph to someone else Defense mechanism mode He'll always try to stop me, that Nicolas Bourbaki He's got no friends close, but those who know him most know He goes by Nico He told me I'm a copy When I'd hear him mock me, that's almost stopped me Well we're surrounded, and we're hounded There's no above or a secret door What are we here for If not to run straight through all our tormentors? But until that time I'll try and sing this... If I keep moving, they won't know I'll morph to someone else What they throw at me's too slow I'll morph to someone else I'm just a ghost I'll morph to someone else Defense mechanism mode I'll morph to someone else Lights they blink to me, transmitting things to me Ones and zeroes, ergo this symphony Anybody listening? Ones and zeroes Count to infinity, ones and zeroes I'm surrounded, and I'm hounded There's no 'above, ' or 'under, ' or 'around' it For 'above' is blind belief, and 'under' is sword to sleeve And 'around' is scientific miracle, let's pick 'above' and see For if and when we go 'above, ' the question still remains: Are we still in love, and is it possible we feel the same? And that's when going 'under' starts to take my wonder But until that time... I'll morph to someone else I'm just a ghost If I keep moving, they won't know I'll morph to someone else What they throw at me's too slow I'll morph to someone else I'm just a ghost I'll morph to someone else Defense mechanism mode I'll morph to someone else If I keep moving, they won't know I'll morph to someone else Defense mechanism mode I'll morph to someone else Not done, not done, not done Josh Dun
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Can't stop thinking about if and when I'd die
For now I see that 'if' and 'when' are truly different cries
For 'if' is purely panic, and 'when' is solemn sorrow
And one invades today, while the other spies tomorrow
We're surrounded, and we're hounded
There's no 'above, ' or 'under, ' or 'around' it
For 'above' is blind belief, and 'under' is sword to sleeve
And 'around' is scientific miracle, let's pick 'above' and see
For if and when we go 'above, ' the question still remains:
Are we still in love, and is it possible we feel the same?
And that's when going 'under' starts to take my wonder
But until that time, I'll try to sing this...
If I keep moving, they won't know
I'll morph to someone else
What they throw at me's too slow
I'll morph to someone else
I'm just a ghost
I'll morph to someone else
Defense mechanism mode
He'll always try to stop me, that Nicolas Bourbaki
He's got no friends close, but those who know him most know
He goes by Nico
He told me I'm a copy
When I'd hear him mock me, that's almost stopped me
Well we're surrounded, and we're hounded
There's no above or a secret door
What are we here for
If not to run straight through all our tormentors?
But until that time I'll try and sing this...
If I keep moving, they won't know
I'll morph to someone else
What they throw at me's too slow
I'll morph to someone else
I'm just a ghost
I'll morph to someone else
Defense mechanism mode
I'll morph to someone else
Lights they blink to me, transmitting things to me
Ones and zeroes, ergo this symphony
Anybody listening? Ones and zeroes
Count to infinity, ones and zeroes
I'm surrounded, and I'm hounded
There's no 'above, ' or 'under, ' or 'around' it
For 'above' is blind belief, and 'under' is sword to sleeve
And 'around' is scientific miracle, let's pick 'above' and see
For if and when we go 'above, ' the question still remains:
Are we still in love, and is it possible we feel the same?
And that's when going 'under' starts to take my wonder
But until that time...
I'll morph to someone else
I'm just a ghost
If I keep moving, they won't know
I'll morph to someone else
What they throw at me's too slow
I'll morph to someone else
I'm just a ghost
I'll morph to someone else
Defense mechanism mode
I'll morph to someone else
If I keep moving, they won't know
I'll morph to someone else
Defense mechanism mode
I'll morph to someone else
Not done, not done, not done
Josh Dun
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