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So lose your mind
So lose your mind


[Chorus]


You are tired, you are hurt
You are tired, you are hurt

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The Pantaloon
Song by Twenty One Pilots

from the album Twenty One Pilots

ISWC: T-906.533.710-2
Composer: Tyler Joseph
Lyricist: Tyler Joseph
Recorded: Second half of 2009
Producer: Tyler Joseph
Mixed: Tyler Joseph, Nick Thomas
Released: 29 December 2009
Length: 3:33
Time signature: 4/4
Tempo: 99
Key: F major
Live debut: 11 October, 2009
Last performed: 9 November, 2019
Live count: 89
Stream / Buy:
Twenty One Pilots tracklist
  1. Implicit Demand For Proof
  2. Fall Away
  3. The Pantaloon
  4. Addict With a Pen
  5. Friend, Please
  6. March To The Sea
  7. Johnny Boy
  8. Oh, Ms. Believer
  9. Air Catcher
  10. Trapdoor
  11. A Car, A Torch, A Death
  12. Taxi Cab
  13. Before You Start Your Day
  14. Isle Of Flightless Birds

The Pantaloon is the third song on the album Twenty One Pilots by Twenty One Pilots.

Versions

Title Releas Length Recorded Released Notes
The Pantaloon Twenty One Pilots 3:33 Second half
of 2009
29 Dec 2009

Background

The song is alternative hip-hop, quite similar to trip-pop and has a melodic pre-chorus and chorus in which vocal samples can be heard.

The track has no live drums and bass and is fully synthesized in Logic Pro X software.


Lyrics

Album version
[Verse 1]

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

[Verse 2]

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

[Chorus]

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

[Bridge]

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

[Chorus]

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

[Verse 3]

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

[Chorus]

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

Lose your mind