trench lyric bot

for you, i know i would get messed up, weigh 153.

i've got a pet cheetah down in my basement, i've raised him, and bathed him, and named him jason statham.

fall out of formation, i plan my escape from walls they confined.

i could use the streams and extra conversations, i could give up, and boost up my reputation, i could go out with a bang and they would know my name, they would host and post a celebration.

east is up, when bishops come together they will know that dema don't control us, dema don't control..

but this year, though i'm far from home, in trench i'm not alone.

not done, not done, not done, josh dun.

the burning is so low it's concerning, 'cause they know that when it goes out it's a glorious gone.

i'll stop my plans but you'll have to tie me down and then break both my hands if you need anyone.

you know i had to do one on the record for her like this, you know i had to do one on the record for her like this, you know i had to do one on the record for her like this.

i'll bomb down on 'em, i'm coming through.

no, i move slow. i want to stop time, i'll sit here 'til i find the problem.

for you, i know i would get messed up, weigh 153.

stay with me, no, you don't need to run.

last year i needed change of pace, couldn't take the pace of change moving hastily.

i'll go with you, i'll go with you, i'll go with you, i'll go with you.

for now, i will stay alive.

lights, they blink to me, transmitting things to me. ones and zeroes. ergo this symphony.

can't stop thinking about if and when i 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.

imma get mine and get going, i'm showing my faces in just enough places, i'm done with tip-toeing.

folina, sahlo folina.

he'll always try to stop me, that nicolas bourbaki.

i'm tired.

no, i don't know which way i’m going, but i can hear my way around.

i'll stop my plans but you'll have to tie me down and then break both my hands if you need anyone.

what's my problem? well, i want you to follow me down to the bottom underneath the insane asylum.

for you, i know i would get messed up, weigh 153.

you know i've always been collected, calm and chill.

the burning is so low it's concerning.

and you know you’re a terrible sight, but you'll be just fine, just don't believe the hype.