Lane Boy

They say, "Stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy" But we go where we want to They think this thing is a highway, highway But will they be alive tomorrow? They think this thing is a highway If it was our way, we'd have a tempo change every other time change 'Cause our minds change on what we think is good I wasn't raised in the hood But I know a thing or two about pain and darkness If it wasn't for this music I don't know how I would have fought this Regardless, all these songs I'm hearing are so heartless Don't trust a perfect person and don't trust a song that's flawless, honest There's a few songs on this record that feel common I'm in constant confrontation with what I want and what is poppin' In the industry it seems to me that singles on the radio are currency My creativity's only free when I'm playing shows They say, "Stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy" But we go where we want to They think this thing is a highway, highway But will they be alive tomorrow? They be alive tomorrow? I'm sorry if that question I asked last Scared you a bit like a hazmat, in a gas mask, if you ask Zack He's my brother, he likes when I rap fast But let's backtrack Back to this Who would you live and die for on that list? But the problem is, there's another list that exists And no one really wants to think about this Forget sanity, forget salary, forget vanity, my morality If you get in between someone I love and me You're gonna feel the heat of my cavalry All these songs I'm hearing are so heartless Don't trust a perfect person and don't trust a song that's flawless They say, "Stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy" But we go where we want to They think this thing is a highway, highway But will they be alive tomorrow? They say, "Stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy" But we go where we want to They think this thing is a highway, highway But will they be alive tomorrow? But will they be alive tomorrow? But will they be alive tomorrow? Will they be alive tomorrow? Will they be alive tomorrow? They say, "Stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy" But we go where we want to They think this thing is a highway, highway But will they be alive tomorrow? They say, "Stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy" But we go where we want to They think this thing is a highway, highway But will they be alive tomorrow? --- Lane Boy - Twenty One Pilots