Lane Boy - Twenty One Pilots, Mutemath

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 minds change 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've 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 playin' shows

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?

Will 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 back track,

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

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 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?

Will they be alive tomorrow?

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 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?