Chords for Twenty One Pilots - "Migraine" captured in The Live Room

_ _ _ _ _ _ This song is called Migraine.
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_ _ _ [Am] I don't know why they always seem so [C] dismal.
Thunderstorms, clouds, snow, and a slight [Am] drizzle.
Whether it's the weather or the letters by my [C] bed,
sometimes death seems better than the migraine in my [Am] head.
Let it be said, what the headache represents,
[C] is me defending it, so senselessly [Em] suspended in a depression.
Death is [Am] at being questioned by your roots,
[C] let's examine it, let's represent [A] it.
Best buy my depress-
ings.
[Em] Did not have spiders bite, my relatives hate sick,
but [Am] now let me sleep, I guess I'll sleep when I'm [C] dead,
and sometimes death seems better than the migraine in my [F] head.
Am I [C] the only [G] one I know?
_ _ [F] Waging [C] my wars behind [G] my face and upon my throat.
[F] Shadows [C] will scream that [G] I'm alone,
_ [D] but I'm all [C] remain [F] in this fire.
_ [C] Kid,
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_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ I am not as fine as I seem.
[C] Pardon?
Deep again and I'm telling you, [Am] green gardens,
what's growing in my psyche, [C] it's a different me.
It's a couple of beasts, they're feasting on renowned [Am] trees.
Freeze, break, release, it's me being the mental picture for [C] you.
This is something you won't forget, it's all about my [Am] forehead,
seeing how it is the door that holds back [C] violence,
and makes me never let my contents look non [Am]-violent.
Behind my eyelids, the islands of [C] violence,
my mind shivers like this is the only land my [Am] mind could find.
I didn't know it was such a violent [C] island,
full of suicidal instincts, suicidal craze,
[Am] lions are trying to eat me, but running down the [C] chin.
And I know that I can fight, or I can let the lion in.
[Am] I begin to assemble what weapons I can [C] find,
cause sometimes to stay alive you gotta kill your [F] mind.
Am I [C] the only [G] one I know?
_ _ [F] Waging [C] my wars behind [G] my face and upon my throat.
_ [F] Shadows will [C] scream that [G] I'm alone,
but [Dm] I know [C] we're made [F] in this fight.
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_ _ [F] And I will say [D] that we should take a day to break [Am] away
from all the pain our brains made, the game is not played [C] alone.
And I will say [D] that we should take a moment and [Am] hold it and keep it frozen,
and know that life has a hopeful [C] undertone.
And I will say [D] that we should take a day to break [Am] away from all the pain our brains made,
the game is not played [C] alone.
And I will say [D] that we should take a moment and [Am] hold it and keep it frozen,
and know that life has a hopeful [F] undertone.
Am I [C] the only [G] one I know?
_ _ _ [F] Waging [C] my wars behind [G] my face and upon my throat.
[F] Shadows will [C] scream that [G] I'm alone,
_ but [Dm] I know [C] we're made in [F] this fight.
_ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ [Am] _
We're made in [C] this fight.
[D] _ _ [Am] _
We're made in this fight. _ _ _ _