Karaoké Oldies Station Twenty One Pilots

Only consistency in your periphery is fear and the bridge of your nose

And as you move about you learn to tune 'em out

But they say they continue to grow

Fear of the past and relative pain

Future's comin' fast you've got nothin' in the tank

In a season of purging things you used to love

Everything must go

Hmm hmm

Make an oath then make mistakes

Start a streak you're bound to break

When darkness rolls on you

Push on through

Push on through

Then before you know you lose some people close

Forcing you to manage your pace

Found your capacity for love and tragedy

Embracing how things always change

You've had your turns with relative pain

Little less concerned when there's nothin' in the tank

In a season of lessons learned in giving up

You learn what you can and can't take

Hmm hmm

Add some years build some trust

You start to feel your eyes adjust

When darkness rolls on you

Push on through

Push on through

You don't quite mind

You don't quite mind

You don't quite mind how long red lights are takin'

Push on through

Your favorite song was on the oldies station

Push on through

You have it down that old fight for survival

Push on through

You're in the crowd at her first dance recital

Push on through

Make an oath then make mistakes

Start a streak you're bound to break

When darkness rolls on you

Push on through

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