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A wallpaper of Tyler’s tattoos
“josh”
i hope tyler knows that “true fans” love stressed out and every other song, and we won’t attack other people for liking it. i hope he knows that we’re so proud of the band’s success. and i hope he knows that no matter how big we get, we will always be the few, the proud, and the emotional.
Emotional Roadshow Setlist //
(Main Stage)
Fairly Local / Heavy Dirty Soul
Migraine
Hometown (Tyler goes into upper seating crowd)
(Blurryface screen video intro) Polarize (new sounding intro)
(Nigel voiceover intro) - House Of Gold / We Don’t Believe Whats On TV
The Judge
Lane Boy (Josh Solo)
(B Stage)
Ode To Sleep
Medley - The Pantaloon , Fall Away , Johnny Boy , Forest , Addict With A Pen , March To The Sea , Kitchen Sink
(Main Stage)
Doubt
Holding Onto You (Tyler in crowd)
Covers - Twist And Shout , Love Yourself , Jump Around
Ride (Josh Drum Crowd)
Stressed Out (Remix version)
Guns For Hands (Hamster Balls - Tyler and Josh roll on top of the crowd)
Tear In My Heart (Josh march band drum ending)
Car Radio (Tyler’s Climb)
Goner
Trees (Crowd Drums & Confetti)
‘We’re Twenty One Pilots and so are you’
we are twenty one pilots and so are you
they say stay in your lane boy
Emotional Roadshow Official Setlist
FUCKING FALL AWAY I’M FUCKING JUMPING OFF A CLIFF
tøp lyrics that break my heart
rain down and destroy me
I don’t know if I am dying or living
we had to steal him from his fate so he could see another day
he pretends he’s okay but you should see him in bed, late at night, he’s petrified
it’s time you pick your battle, and I promise you this is mine.
what have I become? I’m sorry.
ceiling fans and idle hands will take my life again
one half of my heart is free/the other half of my heart’s asleep
I have committed dirty dirty crimes
you would do almost anything just to feel free, am I right?
the windowsill looks really nice, right?
I’m forced to deal with what I feel, there is no distraction to mask what is real
am I screaming to an empty sky?
we’re going too fast, fast, save us now!
you’re not who you’re supposed to be. this is not what you’re supposed to see
my treehouse is on fire and for some reason I smell gas on my hands
I will fear the night again, I hope I’m not my only friend.
on my enemies I wouldn’t wish who I was
I’d live for you and that’s hard to do, even harder to say when you know it’s not true
shaking hands with the dark parts of my thoughts
I look outside, see a whole world better off without me in it, trying to transform it
I want to be known by you.




