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''Addict With A Pen'' is the third song on the album ''[[Twenty One Pilots (album)|Twenty One Pilots]]'' by [[Twenty One Pilots]].  
''Addict With A Pen'' is the 4th song on the album ''[[Twenty One Pilots (album)|Twenty One Pilots]]'' by [[Twenty One Pilots]].  


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Your grandpa died when you were nine
Hello, we haven't talked in quite some time


They said he had lost his mind
I know I haven't been the best of sons


You have learned way too soon
Hello, I've been travelin' in the deserts of my mind


You should never trust the Pantaloon
And I haven't found a drop of life


I haven't found a drop of You


[Verse 2]
I haven't found a drop


Now it's your turn to be alone
I haven't found a drop of water


Find a wife and build yourself a home


You have learned way too soon
[Refrain]


That your dad is now the Pantaloon
Water!


Oh!


[Chorus]
Oh!
 
You are tired, you are hurt
 
A moth ate through your favorite shirt
 
And all your friends fertilize the ground you walk
 
Lose your mind
 


[Bridge]


He's seen too many stare downs
[Verse]


Between the sun and the moon
I try desperately to run through the sand


In the morning air, how
As I hold the water in the palm of my hand


He used to hustle all the people
'Cause it's all that I have and it's all that I need


Walking through the fairgrounds
And the waves of the water mean nothing to me


He's been around so long
But I try my best and all that I can to


He's changed his meaning of a chair now
Hold tightly onto what's left in my hand


Because a chair now
But no matter how, how tightly I will strain


Is like a tiny island in the sea of all the people
The sand will slow me down and the water will drain


Who glide across the very surface
I'm just bein' dramatic, in fact, I'm only at it again


That made his bones feeble
As an addict with a pen who's addicted to the wind


The end can't come soon enough
As it blows me back and forth, bindless, spineless, and pretend


But is it too soon?
Of course I'll be here again, see You tomorrow, but it's the end of today


Either way he can't deny
End of my ways as a walking denial


He is a Pantaloon
My trial was filed as a crazy, suicidal head-case


But You specialize in dyin', You hear me screamin', "Father!"


[Chorus]
And I'm lyin' here just cryin', so wash me with Your water


You are tired, you are hurt


A moth ate through your favorite shirt
[Refrain]


And all your friends fertilize the ground you walk
Water!


Lose your mind
Oh!
 
 
[Verse 3]
 
You like to sleep alone
 
It's colder than you know
 
'Cause your skin is so
 
Used to colder bones
 
It's warmer in the morning
 
Than what it is at night
 
Your bones are held together
 
By your nightmares and your frights




[Chorus]
[Chorus]


You are tired, you are hurt
Hello, I haven't talked in quite some time
 
A moth ate through your favorite shirt
 
And all your friends, they fertilize the ground you walk


So lose your mind
I know I haven't been the best of sons


Hello, I've been travelin' in the deserts of my mind


You are tired, you are hurt
And I, I haven't found a drop of life


A moth ate through your favorite shirt
I haven't found a drop of You


And all your friends, they fertilize the ground you walk
I haven't found a drop


Lose your mind
I haven't found a drop of water
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Revisión del 16:26 18 ene 2024

Addict With A Pen
Song by Twenty One Pilots

from the album Twenty One Pilots

ISWC: T-906.533.710-2
Composer: Tyler Joseph
Lyricist: Tyler Joseph
Recorded: Second half of 2009
Producer: Tyler Joseph
Mixed: Tyler Joseph, Nick Thomas
Released: 29 December 2009
Length: 3:33
Time signature: 4/4
Tempo: 99
Key: F major
Live debut: 11 October, 2009
Last performed: 9 November, 2019
Live count: 89
Stream / Buy:
Twenty One Pilots tracklist
  1. Implicit Demand For Proof
  2. Fall Away
  3. The Pantaloon
  4. Addict With a Pen
  5. Friend, Please
  6. March To The Sea
  7. Johnny Boy
  8. Oh, Ms. Believer
  9. Air Catcher
  10. Trapdoor
  11. A Car, A Torch, A Death
  12. Taxi Cab
  13. Before You Start Your Day
  14. Isle Of Flightless Birds

Addict With A Pen is the 4th song on the album Twenty One Pilots by Twenty One Pilots.

Versions

Title Releas Length Recorded Released Notes
Addict With A Pen Twenty One Pilots 4:46 2009 29 Dec 2009
Addict With A Pen Johnny Boy 4:46 February - April 2009 4 May 2009

Background

The song is alternative hip-hop, quite similar to trip-pop and has a melodic pre-chorus and chorus in which vocal samples can be heard.

The track has no live drums and bass and is fully synthesized in Logic Pro X software.


Lyrics

Album version
[Chorus]

Hello, we haven't talked in quite some time

I know I haven't been the best of sons

Hello, I've been travelin' in the deserts of my mind

And I haven't found a drop of life

I haven't found a drop of You

I haven't found a drop

I haven't found a drop of water


[Refrain]

Water!

Oh!

Oh!


[Verse]

I try desperately to run through the sand

As I hold the water in the palm of my hand

'Cause it's all that I have and it's all that I need

And the waves of the water mean nothing to me

But I try my best and all that I can to

Hold tightly onto what's left in my hand

But no matter how, how tightly I will strain

The sand will slow me down and the water will drain

I'm just bein' dramatic, in fact, I'm only at it again

As an addict with a pen who's addicted to the wind

As it blows me back and forth, bindless, spineless, and pretend

Of course I'll be here again, see You tomorrow, but it's the end of today

End of my ways as a walking denial

My trial was filed as a crazy, suicidal head-case

But You specialize in dyin', You hear me screamin', "Father!"

And I'm lyin' here just cryin', so wash me with Your water


[Refrain]

Water!

Oh!


[Chorus]

Hello, I haven't talked in quite some time

I know I haven't been the best of sons

Hello, I've been travelin' in the deserts of my mind

And I, I haven't found a drop of life

I haven't found a drop of You

I haven't found a drop

I haven't found a drop of water