:/: songs: stressed out and ride by twenty one pilots

*Jordan's PoV*

"Guys a mad Tom is on yeah loose in LA," I yell.

"Jordan calm down we will find him," sonja reassured.

"Where would he go," I ask.

"I don't know," she said.

"Steve's bar," tucker said. 

"What," I ask.

"He probably went to Steve's bar," he said his eyes got wide.

"Tucker your a fucken genius," sonja yelled.

"Guys if that's where he went take me there," I say, we walked out of the house and got into Tucker's car.

We pull up to a bar, we walk I'm.

"STEVE," Tucker yelled.

"Mate," he yelled back.

"Have you seen Tom," he asked.

"Yeah mate, have you not seen his car," he pointed to his car.

"Oh ok where did he go," I ask.

"I sent him on his skateboard he was very stress when he came in here he about ripped his hair out," Steve said.

"When will he be back," I ask.

"Whenever he realizes what has been stressing himself out," he said.

"That could take days," I groan.

"Trust me he will figure it out," Steve said, "are you Jordan."

"Yes I am," I say.

"Hmm ok, Tucker come with me mate NOW," he pulled Tucker away.

"Sonja I'm so confused," I moan sitting down at the bar.

"Why,"  she asked.

"I don't know," I moan.

"You likeTom," sonja said.

"What," I shake my head.

"You jordan Marron likes Tom Cassel," she said.

"No I don't," I argue. 

"Yes you do, you wouldn't let just anyone die your hair," she smiled. I run my hand threw my hair.

"N no I don't," I stammer.

"Yes you do jordan," she said.

"No I don't," I almost yell.

"Jordan, YOU GUYS WERE FUCKEN CUDDLING AND YOU SEEM PERFECTLY CONTENT WITH IT," she yelled.

"SONJA WHY DO YOU THINK THAT, IT WAS A  COMPLETE ACCIDENT," I scream at her.

"Yeah ok," she rolled her eyes.

"It was we both fell asleep not even remotely close to each other," I tell her.

"Jordan think about it if I asked you if I could put makeup on you and dye your hair would you let me," she asked.

"No," I sigh.

"Would you let anyone but Tom do that," she asked.

"No," I say louder, "SONJA I LIKE TOM."

"THERE YA GO," she yelled, "STEVE IM GETTING SOME WINE."

"OK MATE," he yelled, sonja jumped over the bar grabbed two wine glasses and some whine.

"Here you go," she said as she handed me the glass.

"Thanks," I sip the whine, "this is really good."

"I know what's good here," she laughed.

"STEVE," I hear that British voice I now so well.

"Tom," I ask getting up Tucker walks out along with Steve.

"Tom mate," Steve said, Tom dragged Steve to the back.

"Ok the Tom ignore me," I groan and sit back down next to sonja.

"It's ok jordan don't worry," she said.

"Tucker what were you and Steve talking about," I ask Tucker.

"You'll find out soon enough," he said.

"TELL ME," I yell at him. 

"No," he said back.

"Ugh," I moan.

"Jordan," I hear Tom say.

"Tom," I mock, I get pulled off my chair and pulled over to the dance floor.

"Hey," he said.

"Hey, um what are we doing here there's no music," I say, then 'stressed out' started playing, "never mind."

I wish I found some better sounds no ones ever hear

I wish I had a better voice that sang some better words

I wish I found some chords in an order that is new

I wish I didn't have to rhyme every time I sang

"So how have you been," Tom asked, he pulled me close to him and we started dancing to one of my favorite songs.

I was told when I get older all my fears would shrink

But now Im insecure and I care what people think

My name's Blurryface and I care what you think

My name's Blurryface and I care what you think

"Well I'm doing great now I was worried sick about you," I say as we sway to the music, the lights dim and the curtains close.

Wish we could turn back time, to the good old days

When our momma sang us to sleep but now were stressed out

Wish we could turn back time, to the good old days

When our momma sang us to sleep but now were stressed out

"Why were you worried," he asked. We stare into each other's eyes.

We're stressed out

Sometimes a certain smell will take me back to when I was young

How come Im never able to identify where its coming from

Id make a candle out of it if I ever found it

Try to sell it, never sell out of it, Id probably only sell one

"Well you did just storm out of the house," I chuckled.

Itd be to my brother, 'cause we have the same nose

Same clothes homegrown a stones throw from a creek we used to roam

But it would remind us of when nothing really mattered

Out of student loans and tree-house homes we all would take the latter

"I just needed time to think, you know your hair looks nice," he smiled.

My name's Blurryface and I care what you think

My name's Blurryface and I care what you think

Wish we could turn back time, to the good old days

When our momma sang us to sleep but now were stressed out

Wish we could turn back time, to the good old days

When our momma sang us to sleep but now were stressed out

"Thanks your hair is very blue," I smile at him.

Used to play pretend, used to play pretend, bunny

We used to play pretend, wake up, you need the money

Used to play pretend, used to play pretend, bunny

We used to play pretend, wake up, you need the money

We used to play pretend, give each other different names

We would build a rocket ship and then wed fly it far away

Used to dream of outer space but now theyre laughing at our face

Saying, "Wake up, you need to make money"

Yeah

"Thanks, your eyes are really nice," he smiled at me.

"Your eyes are nice too," I smile back at him. 'Ride' the came on.

I just wanna stay in the sun where I find

I know it's hard sometimes

Pieces of peace in the sun's peace of mind

I know it's hard sometimes

Yeah, I think about the end just way too much

But it's fun to fantasize

All my enemies who wouldn't wish who I was

But it's fun to fantasize

"What's with twenty one pilots," I ask.

Oh, oh

I'm falling so I'm taking my time on my ride

Oh, I'm falling so I'm taking my time on my ride

Taking my time on my ride

"I know you like them so I told Steve to play some of their song," he said as we dance against each other (they are slow dancing your dirty punks).

I'd die for you

That's easy to say

We have a list of people that we would take

A bullet for them

A bullet for you

A bullet for everybody in this room

But I don't seem to see many bullets coming through

See many bullets coming through

"Really how did you know," I ask smiling at the fact that he played them for me.

Metaphorically I'm the man

But literally I don't know what I'd do

I'd live for you

And that's hard to do

Even harder to say

When you know it's not true

Even harder to write

When you know that tonight

There are people back home which are talking to you

But then you ignore them still

All these questions they're forming like

Who would you live for?

Who would you die for?

And would you ever kill?

"I looked threw your phone when you were in a coma I saw that they were your most played band," he said.

Oh, oh

I'm falling so I'm taking my time on my ride

Oh, oh

I'm falling so I'm taking my time on my ride

Taking my time on my ride

"Well your right because I'm obsessed with them," I look up at him then put my head on his chest.

I've been thinking too much

I've been thinking too much

I've been thinking too much

I've been thinking too much

Help me

"I'm glad, I've started to listen to them they are great," he moved his hands down a litter lower on my body, i spike of nervous or excitement rushed threw my body.

I've been thinking too much (I've been thinking too much)

I've been thinking too much (Help me)

I've been thinking too much (I've been thinking too much)

I've been thinking too much 

"You think there amazing," I laugh.

Oh, oh

I'm falling so I'm taking my time on my ride

Oh, I'm falling so I'm taking my time

Taking my time on my ride

Oh, oh, I'm falling so I'm taking my time on my ride

Oh, I'm falling so I'm taking my time on my

"Just like you," he said, I pick up my head off his chest.

I've been thinking too much (Help me)

I've been thinking too much (Help me)

I've been thinking too much (I've been thinking too much)

I've been thinking too much (Help me)

I've been thinking too much (I've been thinking too much)

I've been thinking too much (I've been thinking too much)

Help me

We stare into each other's eyes, he leans down. His lips touch mine, he hesitates for a little bit, his lips linger on mine, I push my lips on his, telling him it's ok.

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YAAAS TWENTY ONE PILOTS.

SUMMER OUT