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(Created page with "{{infobox song | Name = Jumpsuit | Artist = Twenty One Pilots | Album = Trench | Cover = Trenchcover.jpg | Recorded = Tyler Joseph's home studio,<br> United Recording Studios | Released = July 11, 2018 | Format = Digital | Length = 3:58 | Stems = | Time signature = 4/4 | Tempo = 127 | Key = D major | Samples = | References = | Live debut = 12 September 2018 | L...") |
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|[ | |[Chorus] | ||
Oh, I know how to levitate up off my feet | |||
And ever since the seventh grade I learned to fire-breathe | |||
[ | And though I feed on things that fell | ||
You can learn to levitate with just a little help | |||
Learn to levitate with just a little help | |||
[Bridge] | |||
Come down, come down | |||
Cowards only come through when the hour's late | |||
And everyone's asleep, mind you | |||
Now show up, show up | |||
I know I shouldn't say this | |||
But a curse from you is all that I would need right now, man | |||
Come down, come down | |||
Cowards only come through when the hour's late | |||
And everyone's asleep, mind you | |||
Now show up, show up | |||
I know I shouldn't say this | |||
But a curse from you is all that I would need right now, man | |||
[Verse] | |||
Danger in the fabric of this thing I made | |||
I probably shouldn't show you, but it's way too late | |||
My heart is with you hiding, but my mind's not made | |||
Now they know it like we both knew for some time I'd say | |||
They're smirking at fresh blood, they're circling above | |||
But this is not enough, yeah, this is not what you thought | |||
No, no, we are not just graffiti on a passing train | |||
I got back what I once bought back | |||
In that slot, I won't need to replace | |||
This culture is a poacher of overexposure, not today | |||
I | Don't feed me to the vultures, I am a vulture who feeds on pain | ||
Sleep in a well-lit room, don't let the shadow through | |||
And sever all I knew, yeah, sever all | |||
I | I thought I could depend on my weekends | ||
On the freezing ground that I'm sleeping on | |||
Please, keep me from, please keep me down from the ledges | |||
Better test it, wooden wedges under doorways | |||
Keep your wooden wedges under doors | |||
Chorus, verse, chorus, verse, now here comes the eight | |||
Wait, habits here too, you’re the worst, your structure compensates | |||
But compensation feels a lot like rising up to dominate by track two | |||
At least they all know all they hear comes from a place | |||
[Chorus] | [Chorus] | ||
I | Oh, I know how to levitate up off my feet | ||
And ever since the seventh grade I learned to fire-breathe | |||
And though I feed on things that fell | |||
You can learn to levitate with just a little help | |||
You can levitate with just a little help | |||
[Outro] | [Outro] | ||
Welcome to Trench. | |||
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</div> | </div> | ||
