เนื้อเพลง Heavydirtysoul Twenty One Pilots There's an infestation in my mind's imagination, I hope that they choke on smoke 'cause I'm smoking them out the basement, This is not rap, this is not hip-hop, Just another attempt to make the voices stop, Rapping to prove nothing, just writing to say something, 'Cause I wasn't the only one who wasn't rushing to sayin' nothing, This doesn't mean I lost my dream, It's just right now I got a really crazy mind to clean. Gangsters don't cry, Therefore, therefore I'm, Mr. Misty-eyed, therefore I'm. Can you save, can you save my— Can you save my heavydirtysoul? Can you save, can you save my— Can you save my heavydirtysoul? For me, for me, uh Can you save my heavydirtysoul? For me, for me, uh Can you save my heavydirtysoul? Nah, I didn't understand a thing you said, If I didn't know better I'd guess you're all already dead, Mindless zombies walking ...