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Twenty One Pilots

Kitchen Sink

Nobody thinks what I think

Nobody dreams when they blink

Think things on the brink of blasphemy I'm my own shrink

Think things are after me I'm my catastrophe

I'm a kitchen sink

You don't know what that means

Because a kitchen sink to you

Is not a kitchen sink to me,

Okay, friend

Are you searching for purpose

Then write something, yeah it might be worthless

Then paint something then, it might be wordless

Pointless curses, nonsense verses

You'll see purpose start to surface

No one else is dealing with your demons

Meaning may be defeating them

Could be the beginning of your meaning, friend

Go away (4x)

Leave me alone (7x)

Nobody thinks what you think, no one

Empathy might be on the brink of extinction

They will play a game and say they know what you're going through

And then try to come up with a narcistic way to say

They don't know you

And neither do I, so

Here's a prime example of a standup guy, who

Hates what he believes and loves it at the same time

Here's my brother and his head, screwed up, but that's alright

Time gains momentum the moment when I'm living in 'em

I'm winning a momentary sinning a moment passing after

A re-beginning moments mending memories

Pretending enemies are friend of me, sending me straight to bending me

My bad behavior but I bet I could have been a better man

Copy and paste caught me, and copy, better rhymes bother me

The better the rhythm the badder I am but I bet I'll battle with 'em battle

Better I am, Gambling man, better bet I am a gambling man, I am?

Go away (4x)

Leave me alone (5x)

Don't leave me alone