Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Pantaloon, artist - Twenty One Pilots. Date of issue: 28.12.2009
Song language: English
The Pantaloon |
| 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 |
| Now it’s your turn to be alone |
| Find a wife and build yourself a home |
| You have learned way too soon |
| That your dad is now 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 |
| He’s seen too many stare downs |
| Between the sun and the moon |
| In the morning air |
| How he used to hustle all the people |
| Walking through the fairgrounds |
| He’s been around so long |
| He’s changed his meaning of a chair now |
| Because a chair now |
| Is like a tiny island in the sea of all the people |
| Who glide across the very surface |
| That made his bones feeble |
| The end can’t come soon enough |
| But is it too soon? |
| Either way he can’t deny |
| He is a 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 |
| You like to sleep alone |
| It’s colder than you know |
| 'Cause your skin is so |
| Used to colder bones |
| It’s warmer in the morning |
| Than what it is at night |
| Your bones are held together |
| By your nightmares and your frights |
| You are tired, you are hurt |
| A moth ate through your favorite shirt |
| And all your friends, they fertilize the ground you walk |
| So lose your mind |
| You are tired, you are hurt |
| A moth ate through your favorite shirt |
| And all your friends, they fertilize the ground you walk |
| Lose your mind |