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Heathens (from Suicide Squad: The Album) - Twenty One Pilots

Heathens (from Suicide Squad: The Album)

Twenty One Pilots


Lyrics:
All my friends are heathens, take it slow.
Wait for them to ask you who you know.
Please don't make any sudden moves,
you don't know the half of the abuse.
(x2)

Welcome to the room of people
who have rooms of people that they loved one day ,
docked away.
Just because we check the guns at the door
doesn't mean our brains will change from hand greandes.
You'll never know the psychopath sitting next to you,
you'll never know the murderer sitting next to you,
you'll think "How'd I get here, sitting next to you?",
but after all I've said, please don't forget.

All my friends are heathens, take it slow.
Wait for them to ask you who you know.
Please don't make any sudden moves,
you don't know the half of the abuse.

We don't deal with outsiders very well,
they say newcomers have a certain smell.
You have trust issues, not to mention
they say they can smell your intentions.
You'll never know the freakshow sitting next to you,
you'll have some weird people sitting next to you,
you'll think "How did I get here, sitting next to you?",
but after all I've said, please don't forget.
(Watch it)
(Watch it)

All my friends are heathens, take it slow.
Wait for them to ask you who you know.
Please don't make any sudden moves,
you don't know the half of the abuse.

All my friends are heathens, take it slow.
(Watch it)
Wait for them to ask you who you know.
(Watch it)
All my friends are heathens, take it slow.
(Watch it)
Wait for them to ask you who you know.

Why'd you come?
You knew you should have stayed.
I tried to warn you just to stay away
and now they're outside ready to bust.
It looks like you might be one of us.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------
Letra:
Todos mis amigos son bárbaros, tómalo con calma.
Espera a que te pregunten a quién conoces.
Por favor, no hagas ningún movimientos brusco,
no sabes ni la mitad de lo que podrían abusar de ti.
(x2)

Bienvenido a la sala de la gente,
que tiene salas con gente a la que amaron un día,
atracados.
Solo porque comprobemos las armas en la puerta
no significa que nuestros cerebros dejen de ser granadas.
Nunca conocerás al psicópata que se sienta a tu lado,
nunca conocerás al asesino que se sienta a tu lado,
 nunca pensarás "¿Cómo llegué aquí, sentado a tu lado?",
pero después de todo lo que he dicho, por favor, no olvides que

Todos mis amigos son bárbaros, tómalo con calma.
Espera a que te pregunten a quién conoces.
Por favor, no hagas ningún movimientos brusco,
no sabes ni la mitad de lo que podrían abusar de ti.

No tratamos muy bien a los que vienen de fuera.
Dicen que los recién llegados tienen cierto olor.
Tienes problemas de confianza, por no mencionar
que dicen que ellos pueden oler tus intenciones.
Nunca  conocerás el show de monstruos que se sientan a tu lado,
nunca conocerás a alguna de las personas raras que se sientan a tu lado,
nunca pensarás "¿Cómo llegué aquí, sentado a tu lado?",
pero después de todo lo que he dicho, por favor, no lo olvides.
(Cuidado)
(Cuidado)

Todos mis amigos son bárbaros, tómalo con calma.
Espera a que te pregunten a quién conoces.
Por favor, no hagas ningún movimientos brusco,
no sabes ni la mitad de lo que podrían abusar de ti.

Todos mis amigos son bárbaros, tómalo con calma.
(Cuidado)
Espera a que te pregunten a quién conoces.
(Cuidado)
Todos mis amigos son bárbaros, tómalo con calma.
(Cuidado)
Espera a que te pregunten a quién conoces.

¿Por qué viniste?
Sabías que deberías haberte quedado.
Intenté advertirte solo para que te mantuvieras lejos
y ahora ellos están fuera preparados para destrozarte.
Parece que podrías ser uno de nosotros.

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