twenty one pilots: The Hype

 twenty one pilots: The Hype

Sometimes I feel cold, even paralyzed,
My interior world needs to sanitize,
I've got to step through or I'll dissipate,
I'll record my step through for my basement tapes.

Nice to know my kind will be on my side,
I don't believe the hype.
And you know you're a terrible sight,
But you'll be just fine,
Just don't believe the hype.

Yeah they might be talking behind your head,
Your exterior world can step off instead,
It might take some friends and a warmer shirt,
But you don't get thick skin without getting burnt.

No, I don't know which way I'm going,
But I can hear my way around.