Twenty One Pilots - Migraine

Am I the only one I know

Waging my wars

behind my face

and above my throat

Shadows will scream

that I'm alone


I’ve got a migraine

and my pain will range

from up, down, and sideways,

Thank God it’s Friday

‘cause Fridays will always,

Be better than Sundays

‘cause Sundays are my suicide days,

I don’t know why they

always seem so dismal,

Thunderstorms, clouds, snow,

and a slight drizzle,

Whether it’s the weather

or the letters by my bed,

Sometimes death seems better than

the migraine in my head,


Let it be said

what the headache represents,

It’s me defending in suspense,

it’s me suspended in a defenseless

test being tested

by a ruthless examinant

that’s represented best

by my depressing thoughts,

I do not have writer’s block,

my writer just hates the clock,

It will not let me sleep,

I guess I’ll sleep when I’m dead,

And sometimes death seems better than

the migraine in my head.


Am I the only one I know,

Waging my wars

behind my face

and above my throat?

Shadows will scream

that I’m alone,

But I know

we’ve made it this far,

Kid.


I am not as fine

as I seem, pardon,

Me for yelling, I’m telling you

green gardens,

Are not what’s growing in my psyche,

it’s a different me,

A difficult beast

feasting on burnt down trees,

Freeze frame please, let me paint

a mental picture portrait,

Something you won’t forget,

it’s all about my forehead,

And how it is a door that

holds back contents,

That make Pandora’s Box’s contents

look nonviolent,


Behind my eyelids

are islands of violence,

My mind’s shipwrecked,

this is the only land my mind could,

Find, I did not know

it was such a violent island,

Full of tidal waves,

suicidal crazed lions,

They’re trying to eat me,

blood running down their chin,

And I know that I can fight

or I can let the lion win,

I begin to assemble

what weapons I can find,

‘Cause sometimes to stay alive

you got to kill your mind.


Am I the only one I know,

Waging my wars

behind my face

and above my throat?

Shadows will scream

that I’m alone,

But I know

we’ve made it this far,

Kid.


And I will say that

we should take a day to break away,

From all the pain or brain has made,

The game is not played alone.

And I will say that

we should take a moment and hold it,

And keep it frozen and know that,

Life has a hopeful undertone.


And I will say that

we should take a day to break away,

From all the pain or brain has made,

The game is not played alone.

And I will say that

we should take a moment and hold it,

And keep it frozen and know that,

Life has a hopeful undertone.



Am I the only one I know,

Waging my wars

behind my face

and above my throat?

Shadows will scream

that I’m alone,

But I know

we’ve made it this far,

Kid.


we’ve made it this far

made it this