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hey it's me the person who made this lyric video and I can't believe it has this many views and likes bc I look back at it and I'm like "wtf 7th grade me... why that font?? Why did I make the words 'A cab' so big in that one part?? Why did I misspell passenger??" But anyway this has over a million views so that's kinda cool i guess even though it's cringey as hell
If y’all are bored check out my cover of this! :)
This is my mom's favorite TØP song XD
This song is so powerful.... when I'm home alone i play it on piano and then have a mental breakdown..... =;-;=
Twenty One Pilots really helped me stay faithful to God. 🙏🏻 stay alive clique
I learned this song on piano, It's one of my favorites...
"A beautifully plain taxi cab"It looks plain. Just a regular old taxi cab. But it's beautiful. Plain is beautiful. Gosh I love twenty one pilots
I'm planning on singing this song for my churches talent show in October. I'm terrified but excited
So deep and restoring faith
Literally nobody:Tyler hoeseph: i WaNnA sTrIp MySeLf
no I am not crying you are crying
Am I the only one replaying the rap over and over?
This song makes me cry every time without fail. I don’t know why I still listen to it. With my family.
Seeing this live was one of the most powerful moments I have ever experienced
i really liked the rap part
I wanna fall inside your ghostAnd fill up every hole inside my mindAnd I want everyone to knowThat I am half a soul dividedSometimes we will die and sometimes we will fly awayEither way you're by my side until my dying daysAnd if I'm not there and I'm far awayI said, don't be afraidI said, don't be afraidWe're going homeI wanna strip myself of breathA breathless beast of death I've made for youA mortal writing piece of songWill help me carry onBut these you heardSometimes we will die and sometimes we will fly awayEither way you're by my side until my dying daysAnd if I'm not there and I'm far awayI said, don't be afraidI said, don't be afraidWe're going homeSo the hearse ran out of gasA passenger purse and grabbed a mapAnd the driver inside it contrived a new route to save the pastAnd checked his watch and grabbed a cabA beautifully planned taxi cabA cab, had it cleared out backAnd two men started to unpackDriving once againBut now this time there were three menAnd then I heard one of them sayI know the night will turn to grayI know the stars will start to fadeWhen all the darkness fades awayWe had to steal him from his fateSo he could see another dayThen I cracked open my boxSomeone must have picked the lockA little light revealed the spotWhere my fingernails had foughtThen I pushed it open more, Pushing up against the doorThen I sat up off the floorAnd found the brother we're searching forThen there were three men up frontAll I saw were backs of headsAnd then I asked them am I alive and well or am I dreaming deadAnd then one turned around to sayWe're driving toward the morning sunWhere all your blood is washed awayAnd all you did will be undoneI said, don't be afraidI said, don't be afraid