Clear Tabulatur von Twenty One Pilots

C#m E G# B 

C#m
I wish that I had two faces 
E
To prove which theory works
G#
Yelling on the street corner 
B
Or cleverly masking your words
C#m
I take my face off at the door 
E
'cause I don't know who they will take me for
G#
I wonder if I tell them what I did last night

Whether or not I got caught, they just might
B
Wage war on you, therefore it's true

That I shot my general on my side of enemy lines

C#m
I'm the son of all I've done
B
I'm the son of all I've done
A              
Impostor, been fostered
E              G#
Then my new father drained my dirty blood (x2)

C#m E G# B

C#m
I'm not trying to be lying to you

But it takes a clever guy to do what I do
E
It takes some chivalry and well-placed energy

To subliminally get yourself inside you
G#
Introspection is the name of this session

Spread this infection, reflect it on the next one
B
The next one, the next one, and when we're done

We'll all have made something new under the sun
C#m
I'm not done, I'm not done yet, no

Kick me off the stage and take my microphone
E
Then you'll walk up to me and when you get close

I'll look you in the face and say, "Where's your home?
G#
Where are you going and why are you here?"

Have you asked these questions? Have you been sincere?
B
Want to know what I believe? It's right here

Dig a little deeper and it's crystal clear

C#m


I'm the son of all I've done
B
I'm the son of all I've done
A              
Impostor, been fostered
E              G#
Then my new father drained my dirty blood (x2)

E B E C#m B A B

E      B               E
I will tell you what I can
         A                C#m
But your mind will take a stand
       B            A
I sing of a greater love

Let me know when you've had enough (x3)