Lane Boy

• Twenty One Pilots
• Blurryface

They say stay in your lane boy, lane boy

But we go where we want to

They think this thing is a highway, highway

But will they be alive tomorrow?

They think this thing is a highway, if it was our way

We’d have a tempo change every other time change

‘Cause our mind’s changed on what we think is good

I wasn’t raised in the hood

But I know a thing or two about pain and darkness

If it wasn’t for this music, I don’t know how I would have fought this

Regardless, all these songs I’m hearing are so heartless

Don’t trust a perfect person and don’t trust a song that’s flawless

Honest, there’s a few songs on this record that feel common

I’m in constant confrontation with what I want and what is poppin’

In the industry, it seems to me that singles on the radio are currency

My creativity’s only free when I’m playing shows

(They be alive tomorrow?)

I’m sorry if that question I asked last

Scared you a bit like a hazmat in a gas mask

If you ask Zack, he’s my brother, he likes when I rap fast

But let’s backtrack, back to this

Who would you live and die for on that list?

But the problem is, there’s another list that exists

And no one really wants to think about this

Forget sanity, forget salary

Forget vanity, my morality

If you get in between someone I love and me

You’re gonna feel the heat of my cavalry

All these songs I’m hearing are so heartless

Don’t trust a perfect person and don’t trust a song that’s flawless

But will they be alive tomorrow?

But will they be alive tomorrow?

But will they be alive tomorrow?

But will they be alive tomorrow?