Twenty one pilots Lyrics – The Pantaloon
Singer: The Pantaloon
Title: Twenty one pilots
Ton papi est mort quand tu avais neuf ans
Ils disaient qu’il avait perdu la tête
Tu as appris bien trop tôt
Qu’il ne faut jamais faire confiance au Pantalone
Maintenant c’est ton tour d’être seul
De te trouver une femme et de te construire une maison
Tu as appris bien trop tôt
Que ton papa est maintenant Pantalone
Tu es fatigué, tu es blessé
Une mite a troué ton t-shirt préféré
Et tous tes amis fertilisent le sol sur lequel tu marches
Perds la tête
Il a vu beaucoup trop de regards vers le bas
Entre le Soleil et la Lune
Dans l’air du matin, comment
Il bousculait auparavant toutes les personnes
Qui traversaient la fête foraine
Il a été là si longtemps
Il a changé son sens d’une chaise
Parce qu’une chaise maintenant
Est comme une petite île dans la mer de tous les gens
Qui glissent sur celle-ci
Il rend ses os fébriles
La fin ne viendra jamais assez tôt
Mais est-ce trop tôt?
De toutes façons il ne peut pas nier
Qu’il est un Pantalone
Tu es fatigué, tu es blessé
Une mite a troué ton t-shirt préféré
Et tous tes amis fertilisent le sol sur lequel tu marches
Perds la tête
Tu aimes dormir seul
C’est plus froid que tu ne le crois
Car ta peau est si
Habituée aux os plus froids
C’est plus chaud le matin
Que la nuit
Tes os tiennent ensemble
Grâce à tes cauchemars et tes peurs
Tu es fatigué, tu es blessé
Une mite a troué ton t-shirt préféré
Et tous tes amis fertilisent le sol sur lequel tu marches
Alors perds la tête
Tu es fatigué, tu es blessé
Une mite a troué ton t-shirt préféré
Et tous tes amis fertilisent le sol sur lequel tu marches
Perds la tête
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Twenty one pilots – English Translation
Your grandpa died when you were nine years old
They said he had lost his head
You learned far too early
That you should never trust the pants
Now it’s your turn to be alone
To find you a woman and build a house
You learned far too early
That your dad is now pants
You are tired, you are injured
A moth has given your favorite t-shirt
And all your friends fertilize the ground on which you walk
Lose one’s head
He has seen too much look down
Between the sun and the moon
In the morning air, how
He previously jostled everyone
Funny
He was there so long
He changed his sense of a chair
Because a chair now
Is like a small island in the sea of all people
That slide on it
He makes his bones febrile
The end will never come early enough
But is it too early?
Anyway he cannot deny
That it is pants
You are tired, you are injured
A moth has given your favorite t-shirt
And all your friends fertilize the ground on which you walk
Lose one’s head
You like to sleep alone
It’s colder than you think
Because your skin is so
Colder bone
It’s warmer in the morning
That the night
Your bones hold together
Thanks to your nightmares and your fears
You are tired, you are injured
A moth has given your favorite t-shirt
And all your friends fertilize the ground on which you walk
So lose your head
You are tired, you are injured
A moth has given your favorite t-shirt
And all your friends fertilize the ground on which you walk
Lose one’s head
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Lyrics The Pantaloon – Twenty one pilots
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