Twenty One Pilots – Migraine Lyrics

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. Let it be said what the headache represents
It’s me defending in suspense. I-I-I I’ve got a migraine. But I know, we’ve made it this far… kid. It’s me suspended in a defenseless test
Being tested by a ruthless examiner
That’s represented best by my depres-sing thoughts. Pardon, me for yelling and telling you green gardens
Are not what’s growing in my psyche, It’s a different me
A difficult beast feasting on burnt down trees. But I know, we’ve made it this far… kid. Am I the only one I know, waging my wars behind my face and above my throat. Thunderstorms, clouds, snow and a slight drizzle. I begin to assemble what weapons I can find
Cause sometimes to stay alive you gotta kill your mind. Shadows will scream that I’m alone. I don’t know why they always seem so dismal. Freeze frame. Shadows will scream that I’m alone. Am I the only one I know, waging my wars behind my face and above my throat. Please let me paint a mental picture portrait. 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. Thank God it’s Friday cause Fridays will always be better than Sundays
Cause Sundays are my suicide days. Made it this far
Made it this… But I know, we’ve made it this far… kid. I do not have writers block my writer just hates the clock. Behind my eyelids are islands of violence
My mind ship-wrecked this is the only land my mind could find
I did not know it was such a violent island
Full of tidal waves, suicidal crazed lions. It will not let me sleep I guess I’ll sleep when I’m dead
And sometimes death seems better than the migraine in my head. Am I the only one I know, waging my wars behind my face and above my throat. Am I the only one I know
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat. 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. Whether it’s it the weather or the ledges by my bed
Sometimes death seems better than the migraine in my head. They’re trying to eat me, red blood running down their chin
And I know that I can fight, or I can let the lion win. Yeah Yeah Yeah
I am not as fine as I seem. And my pain will range from up, down, and sideways. 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. Something you won’t forget, it’s all my forehead
And how it is a door that hold’s back contents
That makes Pandora’s box contents look non-violent. Shadows will scream that I’m alone. Shadows will scream that I’m alone.