"We are proud to announce, TWENTY ONE PILOTS!!"
The Ohio crowd went wild, they were well known there, now. On their set list was Cancer by My Chemical Romance, I can't help falling in love with you by Elvis Presley, I'm yours Jason Mraz, My heart will go on from Titanic and LA devotee by Panic! At the disco followed by and outro of their very first song, written by them, Stressed out. The show was going great, Tyler and Josh were feeling the music in their souls and it made Josh fall deeper in love with Tyler. His voice, his stage presence. It was enough to drive Josh insane. He kept playing the rhythm Tyler needed to keep track of the beat, and the sweat poured from their foreheads. They have never felt so alive. The end of the show neared, and they were glad to announce their first song.
"Now this is a special song, we wrote it ourselves. So I guess you could say, it's out very first song. I call this one, Stressed out."
Tyler looked over at Josh and nodded. Let's do this thing.
"I wish I found some better sounds no one's ever heard,
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,
I was told when I get older all my fears would shrink,
But now I'm 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.
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol' days,
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out (oh).
Wish we could turn back time (oh), to the good ol' days (oh),
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out.
We're stressed out.
Sometimes a certain smell will take me back to when I was young,
How come I'm never able to identify where it's coming from,
I'd make a candle out of it if I ever found it,
Try to sell it, never sell out of it, I'd probably only sell one,
It'd be to my brother, 'cause we have the same nose,
Same clothes homegrown a stone's throw from a creek we used to roam,
But it would remind us of when nothing really mattered,
Out of student loans and treehouse homes we all would take the latter.
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 ol' days,
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out (oh).
Wish we could turn back time (oh), to the good ol' days (oh),
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out.
We used to play pretend, give each other different names,
We would build a rocket ship and then we'd fly it far away,
Used to dream of outer space but now they're laughing at our face,
Saying, "Wake up, you need to make money."
Yo.
We used to play pretend, give each other different names,
We would build a rocket ship and then we'd fly it far away,
Used to dream of outer space but now they're laughing at our face,
Saying, "Wake up, you need to make money."
Yo.
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol' days,
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out (oh)
Wish we could turn back time (oh), to the good ol' days (oh),
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out.
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 we'd fly it far away,
Used to dream of outer space but now they're laughing at our face,
Saying, 'Wake up, you need to make money.'
Yo."
The music stopped, and silence filled the room. Breaking the silence, the crowd went absolutely wild. Cheers and whistling broke out, and they could hear some girls screaming "I love you!" All over. This was it, time to get big.
Tyler and Josh came out of their change room and walked over to their car when the manager for the record company stopped them in their tracks. Josh's eyes widened and Tyler froze.
"Hello, boys." The young ginger woman squeeled. This was the manager?? She had thick ginger hair that fell over her shoulders and plump lips that looked like a slight pouty face. Her hazel eyes glistened as she continued speaking.
"My name is Ms.Ryan, and I would love to talk to you about your song, stressed out. Swing by my office around 4:30 tomorrow evening?"
"Y-y-yes.... we will.." josh barely got the words out. He was stunned by this woman's beauty, he could barely stand on his feet without falling.
"Great, see you then!" She walked off in her formal outfit, and hopped into her black car. Josh was amazed. His jaw dropped to the ground,...
and for a slight 5 seconds he almost completely forgot about his feelings for Tyler.
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FanfictionFrom birth, young Tyler is raised with blood, tears and pain. Until Spookyjim sent him a message request one random day. When music was great for coping, would they be able to resist? Would Tyler have to wait until it was too late to make the bigges...
