A Few Older Ones [Russian translation]

[Intro: Tyler Joseph, Crowd Member]

I love you, Tyler!

Hello, and welcome to the Blurryface Tour

How we doin' so far? We doin' alright?

Is it cool if we play a few older ones for ya, yeah?

[Verse 1: Joseph]

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

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 2: Joseph]

I'm never what I like

I'm double-sided

And I just can't hide

I kinda like it

When I make you cry

Cause I'm twisted up, I'm twisted up, inside my mind

[Verse 3: Joseph, Crowd, Joseph & Crowd]

Down in the forest, we'll sing a chorus

One that everybody knows

Hands held higher, we'll be on fire

Singing songs that nobody wrote

Down in the forest, we'll sing a chorus

One that everybody knows

Hands held higher, we'll be on fire

Singing songs that nobody wrote

[Verse 4: Joseph]

I'm standing in front of you

I'm standing in front of you

I'm trying to be so cool

Everything together trying to be so cool

I'm standing in front of you

Oh, I'm standing in front of you

Oh, I'm trying to be so cool

Everything together trying to be so cool

Trying to be so cool, yeah yeah, yeah yeah

[Verse 5: Joseph]

I'll tell 'em

Why won't you let me go

Do I threaten all your plans?

I'm insignificant

Please tell 'em

You have no plans for me

I will set my soul on fire

What have I become?

I'll tell 'em

[Bridge: Joseph]

Hello, we haven't talked in quite some time

I know I haven't been the best of sons

Hello, I've been traveling in the deserts of my mind

And I haven't found a drop

[Verse 6: Joseph]

I tried desperately to run through the sand as I

Hold the water in the palm of my hand

Cause it's all that I have and it's all that I need and

The waves of the water mean nothing to me

But I tried my best and all that I can to

Hold tightly onto what's left in my hand

But no matter how, how tightly I will strain

The sand will slow me down and the water will drain

I'm just being dramatic, in fact

I'm only at it again as an addict with a pen

Who's addicted to the wind, as it blows me back and forth

Mindless, spineless, and pretend

Of course I'll be here again

See you tomorrow, but it's the end of today

End of my ways as a walking denial

My trial was filed as a "crazy, suicidal head" case

But you specialize in dying, you hear me screaming, "Father!"

And I'm lying here just crying, so wash me with your water

[Outro: Joseph, Crowd, Joseph & Crowd]

We're broken

We're broken

We're broken

We're broken people, oh

We're broken people, oh, yeah

We're bro-

• Artist:twenty one pilots