Brendon Urie of Panic! At The Disco performs a piano version of 'This Is Gospel' from the album, Too Weird To Live, Too Rare To Die - available now on DCD2 Records / Fueled By Ramen. Stream/Download: Subscribe to P!ATD on YouTube: Upcoming tour dates - Site: Facebook: Twitter: YouTube: Instagram: Spotify: Store: Directed by SCANTRON (scantronfilms.com) & Mel Soria LYRICS This is gospel for the fallen ones Locked away in permanent slumber Assembling their philosophies From pieces of broken memories (This is the beat of my heart) Their gnashing teeth and criminal tongues Conspire against the odds But they haven't seen the best of us yet If you love me, let me go These words are knives and often leave scars The fear of falling apart Truth be told, I never was yours The fear of falling apart This is gospel for the vagabonds Ne'er-do-wells and insufferable bastards Confessing their apostasies Led away by imperfect impostors (This is the beat of my heart) Don't try to sleep through the end of the world And bury me alive 'Cause I won't give up without a fight


Paramore's music video for 'The Only Exception' from the album, brand new eyes - available now on Fueled By Ramen at Go behind the scenes of this video at Site: Store: Spotify: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: Tumblr: Directed by Brandon Chesbro LYRICS When I was younger I saw my daddy cry And curse at the wind He broke his own heart and I watched As he tried to reassemble it And my momma swore That she would never let herself forget And that was the day that I promised I'd never sing of love if it does not exist But darling, You are the only exception You are the only exception You are the only exception You are the only exception Maybe I know somewhere Deep in my soul That love never lasts And we've got to find other ways To make it alone Or keep a straight face And I've always lived like this Keeping a comfortable distance And up until now I've sworn to myself That I'm content with loneliness Because none of it was ever worth the risk Well you are the only exception You are the only exception You are the only exception You are the only exception You are the only exception I've got a tight grip on reality But I can't let go of what's in front of me here I know you're leaving in the morning When you wake up Leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream You are the only exception You are the only exception You are the only exception You are the only exception You are the only exception You are the only exception You are the only exception You are the only exception And I'm on my way to believing Oh, and I'm on my way to believing


Paramore's live video for 'Last Hope' from the MONUMENTOUR in Chicago, Illinois on July 11, 2014. The song originally appears on the self-titled album - available now on Fueled By Ramen at Site: Store: Spotify: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: Tumblr: Directed by Michael Thelin Audio Mixed by Jeff Julaino Assistant Engineers: Dave Cook and Tony Alany LYRICS I don't even know myself at all I thought I would be happy by now The more I try to push it I realise -- gotta let go of control Gotta let it happen Just let it happen It's just a spark But it's enough to keep me going And when it's dark out, no one's around It keeps glowing Every night I try my best to dream Tomorrow makes it better Then I wake up to the cold reality And not a thing has changed But it will happen Gotta let it happen It's just a spark But it's enough to keep me going And when it's dark out, no one's around It keeps glowing It's just a spark But it's enough to keep me going And when it's dark out, no one's around It keeps glowing And the salt in my wounds isn't burning anymore than it used to It's not that I don't feel the pain, it's just I'm not afraid of hurting anymore And the blood in these veins isn't pumping any less than it ever has And that's the hope I have, the only thing I know that's keeping me alive Gotta let it happen It's just a spark But it's enough to keep me going (So if I let go of control now, I can be strong) And when it's dark out, no one's around It keeps glowing It's just a spark But it's enough to keep me going (So if I keep my eyes closed, with the blind hope) And when it's dark out, no one's around It keeps glowing


twenty one pilots' music video for 'House of Gold' from the full-length album, Vessel - available now on Fueled By Ramen. Download it at Go behind the scenes of this video at find twenty one pilots on… Site: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: YouTube: Tumblr: Directed by Warren Kommers LYRICS She asked me, Son, when I grow old, Will you buy me a house of gold? And when your father turns to stone, Will you take care of me? I will make you queen of everything you see, I'll put you on the map, I'll cure you of disease. Let's say we up and left this town, And turned our future upside down. We'll make pretend that you and me, Lived ever after happily. She asked me, Son, when I grow old, Will you buy me a house of gold? And when your father turns to stone, Will you take care of me? I will make you queen of everything you see, I'll put you on the map, I'll cure you of disease. And since we know that dreams are dead, And life turns plans up on their head, I will plan to be a bum, So I just might become someone. She asked me, Son, when I grow old, Will you buy me a house of gold? And when your father turns to stone, Will you take care of me? I will make you queen of everything you see, I'll put you on the map, I'll cure you of disease.


Travie McCoy's music video for 'Billionaire' featuring Bruno Mars from his album, Lazarus - available now on DCD2 Records / Fueled By Ramen. Download it at Go behind the scenes of this video at Subscribe: Site: Facebook: Twitter: Instagram: LYRICS I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad Buy all of the things I never had Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen Oh every time I close my eyes I see my name in shining lights yeah A different city every night alright I swear the world better prepare For when I'm a billionaire Yeah I would have a show like Oprah I would be the host of everyday Christmas Give Travie your wish list I'd probably pull an Angelina and Brad Pitt And adopt a bunch of babies that ain't never had shit Give away a few Mercedes like 'Here lady have this' And last but not least grant somebody their last wish It's been a couple months that I've been single so You can call me Travie Claus minus the Ho Ho Ha ha get it? I'd probably visit where Katrina hit And damn sure do a lot more than FEMA did Yeah, can't forget about me, stupid Everywhere I go, Imma have my own theme music Oh every time I close my eyes (what you see what you see brah?) I see my name in shining lights (uhuh uhuh yeah what else?) A different city every night alright I swear the world better prepare (for what?) For when I'm a billionaire Oh oooh oh oooh for when I'm a billionaire Oh oooh oh oooh for when I'm a billionaire I'll be playing basketball with the President Dunking on his delegates Then I'll compliment him on his political etiquette Toss a couple milli in the air just for the heck of it But keep the fives, twenties, tens and bens completely separate And yeah I'll be in a whole new tax racket We in recession but let me take a crack at it I'll probably take whatever's left and just split it up So everybody that I love can have a couple bucks And not a single tummy around me would know what hungry was Eating good, sleeping soundly I know we all have a similar dream Go in your pocket, pull out your wallet And put it in the air and sing I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad (so bad) Buy all of the things I never had (buy everything ha ha) Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen (what up Oprah) Oh every time I close my eyes, (watch ya see, what you see brah?) I see my name in shining lights, (uh huh, uh huh, what else?) A different city every night, oh I I swear the world better prepare (for what?) For when I'm a billionaire Oh oooh oh oooh when I'm a billionaire Oh oooh oh oooh I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad!


Paramore's music video for 'crushcrushcrush' from the album, RIOT! - available now on Fueled By Ramen at Go behind the scenes of this video at Site: Store: Spotify: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: Tumblr: Directed by Shane Drake LYRICS I got a lot to say to you, yeah, I got a lot to say I notice your eyes are always glued to me You're keeping them here and it makes no sense at all They taped over your mouth Scribbled out the truth with their lies Your little spies They taped over your mouth Scribbled out the truth with their lies Your little spies Crush, crush, crush Crush, crush (Two, three, four!) Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone Just the one, two, I was just counting on That never happens, I guess I'm dreaming again Let's be more than this If you want to play it like a game Well, come on, come on, let's play 'Cause I'd rather waste my life pretending Than have to forget you for one whole minute They taped over your mouth Scribbled out the truth with their lies Your little spies They taped over your mouth Scribbled out the truth with their lies Your little spies Crush, crush, crush Crush, crush (Two, three, four!) Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone Just the one, two, I was just counting on That never happens, I guess I'm dreaming again Let's be more than this now Rock and roll, baby, don't you know That we're all alone now? I need something to sing about Rock and roll, honey, don't you know, baby We're all alone now? I need something to sing about Rock and roll, hey, don't you know, baby We're all alone now? Give me something to sing about Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone Just the one, two, I was just counting on That never happens, I guess I'm dreaming again Let's be more than, no! Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone Just the one, two, I was just counting on That never happens, I guess I'm dreaming again Let's be more than, more than this, oh


twenty one pilots' music video for 'Truce' - an ode to 2013 - from the full-length album, Vessel - available on Fueled By Ramen. Download it at find twenty one pilots on… Site: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: YouTube: Tumblr: Directed by Reel Bear Media () LYRICS Now the night is coming to an end, The sun will rise and we will try again. Stay alive, stay alive for me. You will die, but now your life is free, Take pride in what is sure to die. I will fear the night again, I hope I'm not my only friend. Stay alive, stay alive for me. You will die, but now your life is free, Take pride in what is sure to die.


Paramore's music video for 'Playing God' from the album, brand new eyes - available now on Fueled By Ramen at Go behind the scenes of this video at Site: Store: Facebook: Twitter: Instagram: Tumblr: LYRICS Can't make my own decisions Or make any with precision Well maybe you should tie me up So I don't go where you don't want me You say that I've been changing That I'm not just simply aging Yeah how could that be logical? Just keep on cramming ideas down my throat You don't have to believe me But the way I, way I see it Next time you point a finger I might have to bend it back Or break it, break it off Next time you point a finger I'll point you to the mirror If God's the game that you're playing Well we must get more acquainted Because it has to be so lonely To be the only one who's holy It's just my humble opinion But it's one that I believe in You don't deserve a point of view If the only thing you see is you You don't have to believe me But the way I, way I see it Next time you point a finger I might have to bend it back Or break it, break it off Next time you point a finger I'll point you to the mirror This is the last second chance (I'll point you to the mirror) I'm half as good as it gets (I'll point you to the mirror) I'm on both sides of the fence (I'll point you to the mirror) Without a hint of regret I'll hold you to it I know you don't believe me But the way I, way I see it Next time you point a finger I might have to bend it back Or break it, break it off Next time you point a finger I'll point you to the mirror I know you won't believe me But the way I, way I see it Next time you point a finger I might have to bend it back Or break it, break it off Next time you point a finger I'll point you to the mirror


Panic! At The Disco's music video for 'The Ballad of Mona Lisa' from the album, Vices & Virtues - available now on DCD2 Records / Fueled By Ramen. Download it at Go behind the scenes of this video at See Panic! At The Disco On Tour! - Dates & Tickets: iTunes: Site: Subscribe: Facebook: Twitter: YouTube: Instagram: LYRICS She paints her fingers with a close precision He starts to notice empty bottles of gin And takes a moment to assess the sins she's paid for A lonely speaker in a conversation Her words were swimming through his ears again There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for Say what you mean Tell me I'm right And let the sun rain down on me Give me a sign I want to believe Woah, Mona Lisa You're guaranteed to run this town Woah, Mona Lisa I'd pay to see you frown He senses something, call it desperation Another dollar, another day And if she had the proper words to say She would tell him But she'd have nothing left to sell him Say what you mean Tell me I'm right And let the sun rain down on me Give me a sign I want to believe Woah, Mona Lisa You're guaranteed to run this town Woah, Mona Lisa I'd pay to see you frown Mona Lisa wear me out Pleased to please ya Mona Lisa wear me out Say what you mean Tell me I'm right And let the sun rain down on me Give me a sign I want to believe Woah, Mona Lisa You're guaranteed to run this town Woah, Mona Lisa I'd pay to see you frown Say what you mean Tell me I'm right And let the sun rain down on me Give me a sign I want to believe There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for


twenty one pilots' music video for ‘Heathens’ from Suicide Squad: The Album available now on Atlantic Records. Get it on iTunes: also on… spotify: AppleMusic: Google Play: Amazon: Get “Suicide Squad” the movie here: find twenty one pilots on… Site: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: YouTube: Tumblr: Store: follow Suicide Squad… Facebook: Twitter: Instagram: Website: Directed by: Andrew Donoho DoP: Nate Hurtsellers Prod. Co.: Diktator


Paramore's music video for 'Misery Business' from the album, RIOT! - available now on Fueled By Ramen at Go behind the scenes of this video at Site: Store: Spotify: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: Tumblr: Directed by Shane Drake LYRICS I'm in the business of misery Let's take it from the top She's got a body like an hourglass, it's ticking like a clock It's a matter of time before we all run out When I thought he was mine she caught him by the mouth I waited eight long months She finally set him free I told him I couldn't lie he was the only one for me Two weeks and we caught on fire She's got it out for me But I wear the biggest smile Woah, I never meant to brag But I got him where I want him now Woah, it was never my intention to brag To steal it all away from you now But God does it feel so good Cause I got him where I want him now And if you could then you know you would 'Cause God it just feels so. It just feels so good Second chances they don't ever matter, people never change Once a whore you're nothing more, I'm sorry, that'll never change And about forgiveness, we're both supposed to have exchanged I'm sorry honey, but I passed it up, now look this way Well there's a million other girls who do it just like you Looking as innocent as possible to get to who They want and what they like it's easy if you do it right Well I refuse, I refuse, I refuse! Woah, I never meant brag But I got him where I want him now. Woah, it was never my intention to brag To steal it all away from you now But God does it feel so good 'Cause I got him where I want him right now And if you could then you know you would 'Cause God it just feels so. It just feels so good. I watched his wildest dreams come true Not one of them involving you Just watch my wildest dreams come true Not one of them involving. Woah, I never meant to brag But I got him where I want him now Woah, I never meant to brag But I got him where I want him now Woah, it was never my intention to brag To steal it all away from you now But God does it feel so good 'Cause I got him where I want him now And if you could then you know you would 'Cause God it just feels so. It just feels so good


Panic! At The Disco's official video for 'Death Of A Bachelor.' from the album Death Of A Bachelor - available now on DCD2 / Fueled By Ramen. Stream/Download: Subscribe to P!ATD on YouTube: Upcoming tour dates - Site: Facebook: Twitter: YouTube: Instagram: Spotify: Store: Directed by SCANTRON and Mel Soria LYRICS Do I look lonely I see the shadows on my face People have told me I don't look the same Maybe I lost weight I'm playing hooky With the best of the best Pull my heart out my chest So that you can see it too I'm walking the long road Watching the sky fall The lace in your dress Tangles my neck How do I live The death of a bachelor Oh oh oh Letting the water fall The death of a bachelor Oh oh oh Seems so fitting for Happily ever after Whooo How could I ask for more Lifetime of laughter At the expense Of the death of a bachelor I'm cutting my mind off Feels like my heart is going to burst Alone at a table for two And I just want to be served And when you think of me Am I the best you've ever had Share one more drink with me Smile even though you're sad


Paramore's music video for 'Ignorance' from the album, brand new eyes - available now on Fueled By Ramen at Go behind the scenes of this video at Site: Store: Spotify: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: Tumblr: LYRICS If I'm a bad person, you don't like me Well, I guess I'll make my own way It's a circle, a mean cycle I can't excite you anymore Where's your gavel? Your jury? What's my offense this time? You're not a judge but if you're gonna judge me Well, sentence me to another life Don't wanna hear your sad songs I don't wanna feel your pain When you swear it's all my fault 'Cause you know we're not the same No, we're not the same, oh, we're not the same Yeah, The friends who stuck together We wrote our names in blood But I guess you can't accept that the change is good It's good, it's good Well, you treat me just like another stranger Well, it's nice to meet you, sir I guess I'll go, I best be on my way out You treat me just like another stranger Well, it's nice to meet you, sir I guess I'll go, I best be on my way out Ignorance is your new best friend Ignorance is your new best friend This is the best thing that could've happened Any longer, and I wouldn't have made it It's not a war, no, it's not a rapture I'm just a person, but you can't take it The same tricks that, that once fooled me They won't get you anywhere I'm not the same kid from your memory Well, now I can fend for myself Don't wanna hear your sad songs I don't wanna feel your pain When you swear it's all my fault 'Cause you know we're not the same No, we're not the same, oh, we're not the same Yeah, we used to stick together We wrote our names in blood But I guess you can't accept that the change is good It's good, it's good Well, you treat me just like another stranger Well, it's nice to meet you, sir Well, I guess I'll go, I best be on my way out You treat me just like another stranger Well, it's nice to meet you, sir Well, I guess I'll go, I best be on my way out Ignorance is your new best friend Ignorance is your new best friend Ignorance is your new best friend Ignorance is your new best friend Well, you treat me just like another stranger Well, it's nice to meet you, sir Well, I guess I'll go, I best be on my way out You treat me just like another stranger Well, it's nice to meet you, sir I guess I'll go, I best be on my way out


twenty one pilots' music video for 'Fairly Local' from the album, Blurryface - available now on Fueled By Ramen. Get it on… iTunes: Google Play: Amazon: Spotify: Webstore: find twenty one pilots on… Site: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: YouTube: Tumblr: Directed by Reel Bear Media () LYRICS I’m fairly local, I’ve been around, I’ve seen the streets you're walking down, I’m fairly local, good people now. I’m evil to the core, What I shouldn't do I will, They say I’m emotional, What I want to save I’ll kill, Is that who I truly am? I truly don’t have a chance, Tomorrow I’ll keep a beat, And repeat yesterday’s dance. Yo, this song will never be on the radio, Even if my clique were to pick and the people were to vote, It’s the few, the proud, and the emotional, Yo, you, bulletproof in black like a funeral, The world around us is burning but we’re so cold, It’s the few, the proud, and the emotional. I’m not evil to the core, What I shouldn't do I will fight, I know I’m emotional, What I want to save I will try, I know who I truly am, I truly do have a chance, Tomorrow I’ll switch the beat, To avoid yesterday’s dance.


Paramore's music video for 'That's What You Get' from the album, RIOT! - available now on Fueled By Ramen at Go behind the scenes of this video at Site: Store: Spotify: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: Tumblr: LYRICS No sir, well I don't wanna be the blame, not anymore. It's your turn, so take a seat we're settling the final score. And why do we like to hurt so much? I can't decide You have made it harder just to go on And why, all the possibilities, well I was wrong That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa. That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa. I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating. And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa. I wonder, how am I supposed to feel when you're not here. 'Cause I burned every bridge I ever built when you were here. I still try, holding onto silly things, I never learn Oh why, all the possibilities I'm sure you've heard. That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa. That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa. I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating (beating) And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa. Pain make your way to me, to me. And I'll always be just so inviting. If I ever start to think straight, This heart will start a riot in me, Let's start, start, hey! Why do we like to hurt so much? Oh why do we like to hurt so much? That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa! That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa. That's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa. Now I can't trust myself with anything but this, And that's what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.


'Hey Look Ma, I Made It' from Pray For The Wicked - out everywhere now Upcoming tour dates: Pray For The Wicked Winter ’19 Tour w/ Two Feet on sale now Pray For The Wicked Summer ’18 Tour w/ A R I Z O N A & Hayley Kiyoko on sale now Site: Facebook: Twitter: YouTube: Instagram: Spotify: Store: Production Company: ARTIF△CT CONTENT Producer: Jamee Ranta, Andrew Sandler Director: Brandon Dermer DP: Kielar Wojciech Production Designer: Bryan Mayfield 1st AD: Seth Farley Editor: Alex Jones Colorist: Ryan McNeal Puppets created by Bo @mycustompuppet Puppeteers: Sean & Patrick Johnson Puppets wrangled by Melissa Doss LYRICS All my life Been hustlin And tonight is my appraisal Cause I'm a hooker sellin’ songs And my pimp's a record label This world is full of demons Stocks & bonds & bible traders So I do the deed Get up and leave A climber and a sadist Are you ready for the sequel Ain’t ready for the latest In the garden of evil I’m gonna be the greatest In a golden cathedral I’ll be praying for the faithless And if you lose, boo hoo Hey look ma I made it Hey look ma I made it Everything’s coming up aces, aces If it’s a dream don’t wake me (don’t wake me) Hey look ma I made it Friends are happy for me Or they’re honeysuckle phonies They celebrate my medals Or they wanna take my trophies Some are loyal soldiers While these other thorns are rosy And if you never know who you can trust Then trust me, you’ll be lonely oh Are you ready for the sequel Ain’t ready for the latest In the garden of evil I’m gonna be the greatest In a golden cathedral I’ll be praying for the faithless And if you lose, boo hoo Hey look ma I made it Hey look ma I made it Everything’s coming up aces, aces If it’s a dream don’t wake me (don’t wake me) Hey look ma I made it Mama best believe it Mama best believe it Think I must be dreamin’ Wide awake and dreamin’


Panic! At The Disco's music video for 'New Perspective' from the Jennifer's Body Soundtrack - available now on Fueled By Ramen. Download it at See Panic! At The Disco On Tour! - Dates & Tickets: iTunes: Site: Subscribe: Facebook: Twitter: YouTube: Instagram: LYRICS I feel the salty waves come in I feel them crash against my skin And I smile as I respire because I know they'll never win There's a haze above my TV That changes everything I see And maybe if I continue watching I'll lose the traits that worry me Can we fast-forward 'til you go down on me? Stop there and let me correct it I wanna live a life from a new perspective You come along because I love your face And I'll admire your expensive taste And who cares divine intervention I wanna be praised from a new perspective But leaving now would be a good idea So catch me up on getting out of here Can we fast-forward 'til you go down on me? Taking everything for granted but we still respect the time We move along with some new passion knowing everything is fine And I would wait and watch the hours fall in a hundred separate lines But I regain repose and wonder how I ended up inside Can we fast-forward 'til you go down on me? Stop there and let me correct it I wanna live a life from a new perspective You come along because I love your face and I'll admire your expensive taste And who cares divine intervention I wanna be praised from a new perspective But leaving now would be a good idea So catch me up on getting out of here More to the point, I need to show How much I can come and go Other plans fell through And put a heavy load on you I know there's no more that need be said When I'm inching through your bed Take a look around instead and watch me go Stop there and let me correct it I wanna live a life from a new perspective You come along because I love your face and I'll admire your expensive taste And who cares divine intervention I wanna be praised from a new perspective But leaving now would be a good idea So catch me up on getting out of here It's not fair, just let me perfect it Don't wanna live a life that was comprehensive 'Cause seeing clear would be a bad idea Now catch me up on getting out of here So catch me up I'm getting out of here Can we fast-forward 'til you go down on me? Can we fast-forward 'til you go down?


Gym Class Heroes' music video for 'Stereo Hearts' featuring Adam Levine from the album, The Papercut Chronicles II - available now on DCD2 Records / Fueled By Ramen. Download it at Go behind the scenes of this video at Directed by Hiro Murai LYRICS My heart's a stereo It beats for you, so listen close Hear my thoughts in every no-o-o-te Make me your radio And turn me up when you feel low This melody was meant for you Just sing along to my stereo Gym Class Heroes baby! If I was just another dusty record on the shelf Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else? If I asked you to scratch my back, could you manage that? Like yea [scratched], check it Travie, I can handle that Furthermore, I apologize for any skipping tracks It's just the last girl that played me left a couple cracks I used to used to used to, now I'm over that 'Cause holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts If I could only find a note to make you understand I'd sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand Just keep it stuck inside your head, like your favorite tune And know my heart's a stereo that only plays for you My heart's a stereo It beats for you, so listen close Hear my thoughts in every no-o-o-te Make me your radio And turn me up when you feel low This melody was meant for you Just sing along to my stereo Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh to my stereo Oh oh oh oh to sing along to my stereo Let's go! If I was an old-school fifty pound boombox (remember them?) Would you hold me on your shoulder wherever you walk Would you turn my volume up in front of the cops (turn it up) And crank it higher everytime they told you to stop And all I ask is that you don't get mad at me When you have to purchase mad D batteries Appreciate every mixtape your friends make You never know we come and go like on the interstate I think I finally found a note to make you understand If you can hit it, sing along and take me by the hand Just keep me stuck inside your head, like your favorite tune You know my heart's a stereo that only plays for you My heart's a stereo It beats for you, so listen close Hear my thoughts in every no-o-o-te Make me your radio Turn me up when you feel low This melody was meant for you Just sing along to my stereo Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh to my stereo Oh oh oh oh to sing along to my stereo I only pray you'll never leave me behind (never leave me) Because good music can be so hard to find (so hard to find) I take your hand and hold it closer to mine Thought love was dead, but now you're changing my mind My heart's a stereo It beats for you, so listen close Hear my thoughts in every no-o-o-te Make me your radio Turn me up when you feel low This melody was meant for you Just sing along to my stereo Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh to my stereo Oh oh oh oh (Gym Class Heroes baby!) to sing along to my stereo Yeah


Panic! At The Disco's music video for 'I Write Sins Not Tragedies' from the album, A Fever You Can't Sweat Out - available now on DCD2 Records / Fueled By Ramen. Download it at Go behind the scenes of this video at See Panic! At The Disco On Tour! - Dates & Tickets: iTunes: Site: Subscribe: Facebook: Twitter: YouTube: Instagram: LYRICS Oh, Well imagine, As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor, And I can't help but to hear, No, I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words: What a beautiful wedding! What a beautiful wedding! says a bridesmaid to a waiter, And, yes, but what a shame, what a shame the poor groom's bride is a whore. I chime in with a Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?! No, it's much better to face these kinds of things With a sense of poise and rationality. I chime in, Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?! No, it's much better to face these kinds of things With a sense of. Well in fact, Well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved Well this calls for a toast So, pour the champagne Oh! Well in fact, Well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved Well this calls for a toast, So, pour the champagne, pour the champagne I chime in with a Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?! No, it's much better to face these kinds of things With a sense of poise and rationality. I chime in, Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?! No, it's much better to face these kinds of things With a sense of poise and rationality again. I chime in, Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?! No, it's much better to face these kinds of things With a sense of poise and rationality. I chime in, Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?! No, it's much better to face these kinds of things With a sense of poise and rationality again.


Paramore's music video for 'Brick By Boring Brick' from the album, brand new eyes - available now on Fueled By Ramen at Go behind the scenes of this video at Site: Store: Spotify: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: Tumblr: LYRICS She lives in a fairy tale Somewhere too far for us to find Forgotten the taste and smell Of the world that she's left behind It's all about the exposure the lens I told her The angles were all wrong now She's ripping wings off of butterflies Keep your feet on the ground When your head's in the clouds Well go get your shovel And we'll dig a deep hole To bury the castle, bury the castle Go get your shovel And we'll dig a deep hole To bury the castle, bury the castle Ba da ba ba da ba ba ha So one day he found her crying Coiled up on the dirty ground Her prince finally came to save her And the rest you can figure out But it was a trick And the clock struck twelve Well make sure to build your house brick by boring brick Or the wolf's gonna blow it down Keep your feet on the ground When your head's in the clouds Well go get your shovel And we'll dig a deep hole To bury the castle, bury the castle Go get your shovel And we'll dig a deep hole We'll bury the castle, bury the castle Well you built up a world of magic Because your real life is tragic Yeah you built up a world of magic If it's not real You can't hold it in your hand You can't feel it with your heart And I won't believe it But if it's true You can see it with your eyes Oh, even in the dark And that's where I want to be, yeah Go get your shovel And we'll dig a deep hole To bury the castle, bury the castle Go get your shovel And we'll dig a deep hole To bury the castle, bury the castle


Panic! At The Disco's official video for 'Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time' from the album Death Of A Bachelor - available now on DCD2 / Fueled By Ramen. Stream/Download: Subscribe to P!ATD on YouTube: Upcoming tour dates - Site: Facebook: Twitter: YouTube: Instagram: Spotify: Store: Directed by Tim Hendrix LYRICS: Alright, alright It’s a helluva feeling though Who are these people I just woke up in my underwear No liquor left on the shelf I should prob’ly introduce myself You shoulda seen what I wore I had a cane and a party hat was the king of this hologram Where there’s no such thing as getting out of hand Memories tend to just pop up Drunk pre-meds and some rubber gloves Five thousand people with designer drugs Don’t think I’ll ever get enough Champagne, cocaine, gasoline And most things in between I roam the city in a shopping cart A pack of camels and a smoke alarm This night is heating up Raise hell and turn it up Saying if you go on you might pass out in a drain pipe Oh yeah Don’t threaten me with a good time What are these footprints They don’t look very human like Now I wish that I could find my clothes Bedsheets and a morning rose I wanna wake up Can’t even tell if this is a dream How did we end up in my neighbor’s pool Upside down with a perfect view Bar to bar at the speed of sound Fancy feet dancing through this town Lost my mind in a wedding gown Don’t think I’ll ever get it now I’m a scholar and a gentleman And I usually don’t fall when I try to stand I lost a bet to a guy in a chiffon skirt But I make these high heels work I’ve told you time and time again I’m not as think as you drunk I am And we all fell down as the sun came up I think we’ve had enough


Panic! At The Disco's official video for 'Victorious' from the album Death Of A Bachelor - available now on DCD2 / Fueled By Ramen. Stream/Download: Subscribe to P!ATD on YouTube: Upcoming tour dates - Site: Facebook: Twitter: YouTube: Instagram: Spotify: Store: Directed by Brandon Dermer LYRICS Tonight we are victorious Champagne pouring over us All my friends were glorious Tonight we are victorious Double bubble disco queen Headed to the guillotine Skin as cool as Steve McQueen Let me be your killer king It hurts until it stops We will love until it’s not I’m a killing spree in white Eyes like broken christmas lights My touch is black and poisonous And nothing like my punch drunk kiss I know you need it Do you feel it Drink the water Drink the wine Oh we gotta turn up the crazy Livin’ like a washed up celebrity Shooting fireworks like it’s the fourth of july Until we feel alright I’m like a scarf trick It’s all up the sleeve I taste like magic Waves that swallow quick and deep Throw the bait Catch the shark Bleed the water red Fifty words for murder And I’m every one of them


Panic! At The Disco's lyric video for 'Mercenary' from Batman: Arkham City - The Album - available now on WaterTower Music. Download it at iTunes: Site: Subscribe: Facebook: Twitter: YouTube: Instagram: LYRICS Just a dime store poet Keeping pace, talking his face blue Two dollar store tramps To get a glance, a new chance at you Walk past the dance floor That's always been a dear friend of mine Cuckolds and concubines Dancing in four, four time Hey mister the bellman says I can only recall and spend some time I said So he replies Then how do you manage? I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage In love, I've always been a mercenary, but I never leave my post when the cash runs out I want to make you quiver Make your backbone shiver Hey kid, take the stage and deliver Hey mister the bellman says I can only recall and spend some time I said. So he replies Then how do you manage? I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage How does it feel to stand on the very stones that ran with your parent's blood? Do you feel sad? Full of rage? Or does that outfit help you bury your feelings? Hiding your true self You're truly an extraordinary specimen; I look forward to breaking you I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage Hey mister the bellman says I can only recall and spend some time I said. So he replies Then how do you manage I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage Hey mister the bellman says I can only recall and spend some time I said. So he replies Then how do you manage I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage


Panic! At The Disco's music video for 'This Is Gospel' from the new album, Too Weird To Live, Too Rare To Die! - out now on DCD2 Records / Fueled By Ramen. Stream/Download: Subscribe to P!ATD on YouTube: Upcoming tour dates - Site: Facebook: Twitter: YouTube: Instagram: Spotify: Store: Directed by Daniel Cloud Campos LYRICS This is gospel for the fallen ones Locked away in permanent slumber Assembling their philosophies From pieces of broken memories (This is the beat of my heart) Their gnashing teeth and criminal tongues Conspire against the odds But they haven't seen the best of us yet If you love me, let me go These words are knives and often leave scars The fear of falling apart Truth be told, I never was yours The fear of falling apart This is gospel for the vagabonds Ne'er-do-wells and insufferable bastards Confessing their apostasies Led away by imperfect impostors (This is the beat of my heart) Don't try to sleep through the end of the world And bury me alive 'Cause I won't give up without a fight


Paramore's music video for the GRAMMY Award winning song 'Ain't It Fun' from the self-titled album - available now on Fueled By Ramen at Go behind the scenes of this video at Go to to see complete videos of each official world record. Site: Store: Spotify: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: Tumblr: Directed by Sophia Peer LYRICS I don't mind letting you down easy But just give it time If it don't hurt now then just wait, just wait a while You're not the big fish in the pond no more You are what they're feeding on So what are you gonna do when the world don't orbit around you? Ain't it fun living in the real world Ain't it good being all alone Where you're from You might be the one who's running things Well you can ring anybody's bell to get what you want See it's easy to ignore trouble When you're living in a bubble So what are you gonna do when the world don't orbit around you? So what are you gonna do when nobody wants to fool with you? Ain't it fun living in the real world Ain't it good being all alone Ain't it good to be on your own Ain't it fun you can't count on no one Ain't it fun living in the real world Don't go crying to your mama cause you're on your own in the real world Ain't it fun Baby, now you're one of us Ain't it fun living in the real world Ain't it good, ain't it good being all alone Ain't it fun living in the real world (Cause the world don't orbit around you) Ain't it good, ain't it good being all alone Don't go crying to your mama cause you're on your own in the real world


Paramore's music video for 'Decode' from the soundtrack to Twilight - available now on Atlantic Records at Go behind the scenes of this video at Site: Store: Spotify: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: Tumblr: Directed by Shane Drake LYRICS How can I decide what's right? When you're clouding up my mind I can't win your losing fight all the time How can I ever own what's mine When you're always taking sides But you won't take away my pride No not this time Not this time How did we get here? Well I used to know you so well How did we get here? Well I think I know The truth is hiding in your eyes And its hanging on your tongue Just boiling in my blood But you think that I can't see What kind of man that you are If you're a man at all Well I will figure this one out On my own I'm screaming, I love you so On my own My thoughts you can't decode How did we get here? Well I used to know you so well, yeah How did we get here? Well I think I know Do you see what we've done? We've gone and made such fools of ourselves Do you see what we've done? We've gone and made such fools of ourselves Yeah How did we get here? Well I used to know you so well, yeah yeah How did we get here? Well I used to know you so well I think I know I think I know Ooh, there is something I see in you It might kill me I want it to be true


Paramore's music video for 'Monster' - available now on Fueled By Ramen at Go behind the scenes of this video at Site: Store: Spotify: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: Tumblr: LYRICS You were my conscience, so solid Now you're like water And we started drowning Not like we'd sink any further But I let my heart go, It's somewhere down at the bottom But I'll get a new one And come back for the hope that you've stolen I'll stop the whole world, I'll stop the whole world From turning into a monster and eating us alive Don't you ever wonder how we survive? Well now that you're gone, the world is ours I'm only human, I've got a skeleton in me But I'm not the villain Despite what you're always preaching Call me a traitor, I'm just collecting your victims And they're getting stronger I hear them calling Calling I'll stop the whole world, I'll stop the whole world From turning into a monster, and eating us alive Don't you ever wonder how we survive? Well now that you're gone, the world is ours Well you find your strength in solution But I liked the tension And not always knowing the answers But you're gonna lose it, you're gonna lose it I'll stop the whole world, I'll stop the whole world From turning into a monster, and eating us alive Don't you ever wonder how we survive? Well now that you're gone, the world. I'll stop the whole world, I'll stop the whole world From turning into a monster, eating us alive Don't you ever wonder how we survive? Now that you're gone, the world is ours


twenty one pilots' music video for 'Tear In My Heart' from the album, Blurryface - available now on Fueled By Ramen. Get it on… iTunes: Google Play: Amazon: Spotify: Webstore: find twenty one pilots on… Site: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: YouTube: Tumblr: Directed by Marc Klasfeld LYRICS Sometimes you’ve got to bleed to know, That you're alive and have a soul, But it takes someone to come around to show you how. She’s the tear in my heart, I’m alive, She’s the tear in my heart, I’m on fire, She’s the tear in my heart, Take me higher, Than I’ve ever been. The songs on the radio are ok, But my taste in music is your face, And it takes a song to come around to show you how. She’s the tear in my heart, I’m alive, She’s the tear in my heart, I’m on fire, She’s the tear in my heart, Take me higher, Than I’ve ever been. You fell asleep in my car, I drove the whole time, But that’s ok, I’ll just avoid the holes so you sleep fine, I’m driving here I sit, cursing my government, For not using my taxes to fill holes with more cement. Sometimes you’ve got to bleed to know, That you're alive and have a soul, But it takes someone to come around to show you how. She’s the tear in my heart, I’m alive, She’s the tear in my heart, I’m on fire, She’s the tear in my heart, Take me higher, Than I’ve ever been. My heart is my armor, She’s the tear in my heart, she’s a carver, She’s a butcher with a smile, cut me farther, Than I’ve ever been.


Paramore's music video for 'Hate To See Your Heart Break' featuring Joy Williams from Paramore: Self-Titled Deluxe - available now on Fueled By Ramen at Site: Store: Spotify: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: Tumblr: Directed by Chuck David Willis LYRICS There is not a single word in the whole world That could describe the hurt The dullest knife just sawing back and forth And ripping through the softest skin there ever was How were you to know? Oh, how were you to know? And I, I hate to see your heart break I hate to see your eyes get darker as they close But I've been there before And I, I hate to see your heart break I hate to see your eyes get darker as they close But I've been there before Love happens all the time To people who aren't kind And heroes who are blind Expecting perfect scripted movie scenes Who wants an awkward silent mystery? How were you to know? Well, how were you to know-oh-oh? And I, I hate to see your heart break I hate to see your eyes get darker as they close But I've been there before And I, I hate to see your heart break I hate to see your eyes get darker as they close But I've been there before For all the air that's in your lungs For all the joy that is to come For all the things that you're alive to feel Just let the pain remind you hearts can heal Oh, how were you to know? (How were you to know?) Oh, how were you to know? And I, I hate to see your heart break I hate to see your eyes get darker as they close But I've been there before And I, I hate to see your heart break I hate to see your eyes get darker as they close But I've been there before


twenty one pilots' music video for 'Stressed Out' from the album, Blurryface - available now on Fueled By Ramen. Get it on… iTunes: Google Play: Amazon: Spotify: Webstore: find twenty one pilots on… Site: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: YouTube: Tumblr: Directed by Reel Bear Media () Adult Size Big Wheels provided by High Roller USA: LYRICS 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 Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol’ days, When our momma sang us to sleep but now 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 Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol’ days, 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. Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol’ days, When our momma sang us to sleep but now we’re stressed out.


Paramore's music video for 'Careful' from the album, brand new eyes - available now on Fueled By Ramen at Site: Store: Spotify: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: Tumblr: LYRICS I settled down a twisted up frown Disguised as a smile, well You would have never known I had it all But, not what I wanted 'cause hope for me was a place uncharted and overgrown You'd make your way in I'd resist you just like this You can't tell me to feel The truth never set me free So, I did it myself You can't be too careful anymore When all that is waiting for you Won't come any closer You've got to reach out a little more More More More, more Open your eyes Like I opened mine It's only the real world. A life you will never know Shifting your weight To throw off the pain Well you can ignore it But only for so long You look like I did You resist me just like this You can't tell me to heal And it hurts remembering How it felt to shut down You can't be too careful anymore When all that is waiting for you Won't come any closer You've got to reach out a little more More More More, more The truth never set me free The truth never set me free The truth never set me free So, I'll do it myself You can't be too careful anymore When all that is waiting for you Won't come any closer You've got to reach out Can't be too careful anymore When all that is waiting for you Won't come any closer You've got to reach out More More More More, more


Panic! At The Disco's music video for 'But It's Better If You Do' from the album, A Fever You Can't Sweat Out - available now on DCD2 Records / Fueled By Ramen. Download it at See Panic! At The Disco On Tour! - Dates & Tickets: iTunes: Site: Subscribe: Facebook: Twitter: YouTube: Instagram: LYRICS Now I'm of consenting age to be forgetting you in a cabaret. Somewhere downtown where a burlesque queen may even ask my name As she sheds her skin on stage I'm seated and sweating to a dance song on the club's P.A. The strip joint veteran sits two away Smirking between dignified sips of his dignified peach and lime daiquiri And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety But, but I'm afraid that I Well, I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place Well, I'm afraid that I Well, that's right, well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Well, I'm afraid that I Well, I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place Well, I'm afraid that I Well, that's right, well I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place And isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety Praying for love and paying in naivety Praying for love and paying in naivety, oh


Fun.'s music video for 'We Are Young' featuring Janelle Monáe from the album, Some Nights - available now on Fueled By Ramen. Download it at Go behind the scenes of this video at Site: iTunes: Spotify: Facebook: Twitter: Store: Directed by Marc Klasfeld LYRICS Give me a second I, I need to get my story straight My friends are in the bathroom getting higher than the Empire State My lover she's waiting for me just across the bar My seat's been taken by some sunglasses asking bout a scar, and I know I gave it to you months ago I know you're trying to forget But between the drinks and subtle things The holes in my apologies, you know I'm trying hard to take it back So if by the time the bar closes And you feel like falling down I'll carry you home Tonight We are young So let's set the world on fire We can burn brighter than the sun Tonight We are young So let's set the world on fire We can burn brighter than the sun Now I know that I'm not All that you got I guess that I, I just thought Maybe we could find new ways to fall apart But our friends are back So let's raise a glass 'Cause I found someone to carry me home Tonight We are young So let's set the world on fire We can burn brighter than the sun Tonight We are young So let's set the world on fire We can burn brighter than the sun Carry me home tonight Just carry me home tonight Carry me home tonight Just carry me home tonight The moon is on my side I have no reason to run So will someone come and carry me home tonight The angels never arrived But I can hear the choir So will someone come and carry me home Tonight We are young So let's set the world on fire We can burn brighter than the sun Tonight We are young So let's set the world on fire We can burn brighter than the sun So if by the time the bar closes And you feel like falling down I'll carry you home tonight


Paramore's music video for 'Pressure' from the album, All We Know Is Falling - available now on Fueled By Ramen at Site: Store: Spotify: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: Tumblr: LYRICS Tell me where our time went And if it was time well spent Just don't let me fall asleep Feeling empty again Cause I fear I might break and I fear I can't take it Tonight I'll lie awake feeling empty I can feel the pressure It's getting closer now We're better off without you I can feel the pressure It's getting closer now We're better off without you Now that I'm losing hope And there's nothing else to show For all of the days that we spent Carried away from home Some things I'll never know And I had to let them go I'm sitting all alone feeling empty I can feel the pressure It's getting closer now We're better off without you I can feel the pressure It's getting closer now We're better off without you Without you Some things I'll never know And I had to let them go Some things I'll never know And I had to let them go I'm sitting all alone feeling empty I can feel the pressure It's getting closer now We're better off without you Feel the pressure It's getting closer now You're better off without me


Gym Class Heroes' music video for 'The Fighter' featuring Ryan Tedder from the album, The Papercut Chronicles II - available now on DCD2 Records / Fueled By Ramen. Download it at Go behind the scenes of this video at Directed by Marc Klasfeld & Nico Sabenorio Thank you to John Orozco, the Orozco family, United States Olympic Committee, USA Gymnastics and NBC. LYRICS Just waking up in the morning And to be well, Quite honest with ya, I ain't really sleep well Ya ever feel like your train of thought's been derailed? That's when you press on - Lee nails Half the population's just waitin to see me fail Yeah right, you're better off trying to freeze hell Some of us do it for the females And others do it for the retail But I do it for the kids, life threw the towel in on Everytime you fall it's only making your chin strong And I'll be in your corner like mick, baby, til the end Or when you hear a song from that big lady Until the referee rings the bell Until both your eyes start to swell Until the crowd goes home What we gonna do ya'll? Give em hell, turn their heads Gonna live life til we're dead. Give me scars, give me pain Then they'll say of me, say of me, say of me There goes the fighter, there goes the fighter Here comes the fighter That's what they'll say of me, say of me, say of me, This one's a fighter And if I can last thirty rounds There's no reason you should ever have your head down Six foot five, two hundred and twenty pounds Hailing from rock bottom, loserville, nothing town Text book version of a kid going nowhere fast And now I'm yelling kiss my ass It's gonna take a couple right hooks, a few left jabs For you to recognize you really ain't got it bad Until the referee rings the bell Until both your eyes start to swell Until the crowd goes home What we gonna do ya'll? Give em hell, turn their heads Gonna live life til we're dead. Give me scars, give me pain Then they'll say of me, say of me, say of me There goes the fighter, there goes the fighter Here comes the fighter That's what they'll say of me, say of me, say of me, This one's a fighter Everybody put yo hands up What we gonna do ya'll? If you fall pick yourself up off the floor (get up) And when your bones can't take no more (c'mon) Just remember what you're here for Cuz I know Imma damn sure Give em hell, turn their heads Gonna live life til we're dead. Give me scars, give me pain Then they'll say of me, say of me, say of me There goes the fighter, there goes the fighter Here comes the fighter That's what they'll say of me, say of me, say of me, This one's a fighter 'Til the referee rings the bell 'Til both ya eyes start to swell 'Til the crowd goes home, What we gonna do kid?


Panic! At The Disco's music video for 'Nine In The Afternoon' from the album, Pretty. Odd. - available now on DCD2 Records / Fueled By Ramen. Download it at See Panic! At The Disco On Tour! - Dates & Tickets: iTunes: Site: Subscribe: Facebook: Twitter: YouTube: Instagram: LYRICS Back to the street where we began Feeling as good as lovers can, you know Yeah we're feeling so good Pickin' up things we shouldn't read It looks like the end of history as we know It's just the end of the world Back to the street where we began Feeling as good as love, you could, you can Into a place where thoughts can bloom Into a room where it's nine in the afternoon And we know that it could be And we know that it should And you know that you feel it too 'Cause it's nine in the afternoon And your eyes are the size of the moon You could 'cause you can so you do We're feeling so good just the way that we do When it's nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could 'cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Back to the street Down to our feet Losing the feeling of feeling unique Do you know what I mean? Back to the place Where we used to say Man it feels good to feel this way Now I know what I mean Back to the street, back to the place, Back to the room where it all began, hey Back to the room where it all began 'Cause it's nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could 'cause you can so you do We're feeling so good Just the way that we do When it's nine in the afternoon


Panic! At The Disco's music video for 'Girls/Girls/Boys' from the album, Too Weird To Live, Too Rare To Die! - available now on DCD2 Records / Fueled By Ramen. Girls/Girls/Boys is such a racy song that it immediately made me think of one of the sexiest videos of all time, which also happens to be one of my favorites. Doing an homage to D'Angelo's classic video seemed like a perfect fit. - Brendon Urie Stream/Download: Subscribe to P!ATD on YouTube: Upcoming tour dates - Site: Facebook: Twitter: YouTube: Instagram: Spotify: Store: Directed by DJay Brawner (anthemfilms.com) LYRICS i don't wanna hear you've got a boyfriend sometimes you're better of alone but if you change your mind, you know where i am yeah if you change your mind, you know where to find me 'cause i don't ever wanna be your boyfriend and never did i think that i would be caught in the way you got me push another girl aside and just give in girls love girls and boys girls love girls and boys and never did i think that i would be caught in the way you got me but girls love girls and boys and love is not a choice pose, you've gotta save your reputation they're close to finding out about your girlfriend but if you change your mind, you know where i am yeah if you change your mind, you know where to find me 'cause i don't wanna save your reputation and never did i think that i would be caught in the way you got me push another girl aside and just give in girls love girls and boys girls love girls and boys and never did i think that i would be caught in the way you got me but girls love girls and boys and love is not a choice i am just a villain vying for attention from a girl a girl who can't decide and here's the reason why girls love girls and boys girls love girls and boys and never did i think that i would be caught in the way you got me but girls love girls and boys and love is not a choice


Gym Class Heroes' music video for 'Ass Back Home' featuring Neon Hitch from the album, The Papercut Chronicles II - available now on DCD2 Records / Fueled By Ramen. Download it at Directed by Dugan O'Neal LYRICS Oh, it's so sexy y'all I don't know where you're going Or when you're coming home I left the keys under the mat to our front door For one more chance to hold you close I don't know where you're going Just get your ass back home We both knew this type of life Didn't come with instructions So I'm trying to do my best To make something outta nothing And sometimes it gets Downright shitty in fact When you call and I don't even know What city I'm at Or what day of the week in the middle of the month In a year I don't recall It's like my life's on repeat and the last time we spoke I told you I wouldn't be long That was last November now December's almost gone I'd apologize but I don't realize what I'm doing wrong I don't know where you're going Or when you're coming home I left the keys under the mat to our front door For one more chance to hold you close I don't know where you're going Just get your ass back home And you been nothing but amazing And I never take that for granted Half of these birds would have flew To coop with you, you truly understand it And the fact you stood beside me Every time you heard some bogusness You deserve a standing o 'Cause they'd a just been over it Let em talk, let em talk, let em talk, let em talk Like we don't hear what they saying Let em walk, let em walk, let em walk, let em walk We'll just drive by and keep waving Cause you and I above all that Just let em wallow in it Now they all choked up, yuck Cause they be swallowing it I don't know where you're going Or when you're coming home I left the keys under the mat to our front door For one more chance to hold you close I don't know where you're going Just get your ass back home No one holds me down like you do, sweetheart You keep doing that, I'll keep doing this We'll be all right in the end Trust that We put the us in trust, baby Let's go! I don't care what you're after As long as I'm the one, no I don't care why you're leaving You'll miss me when you're gone I don't know where you're going Or when you're coming home I left the keys under the mat to our front door For one more chance to hold you close I don't know where you're going Just get your ass back home I'm home baby


twenty one pilots' music video for 'Car Radio' from the album, Vessel - available now on Fueled By Ramen. Download it at find twenty one pilots on… Site: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: YouTube: Tumblr: Directed by Reel Bear Media (reelbearmedia.com) LYRICS I ponder of something great My lungs will fill and then deflate They fill with fire Exhale desire I know it's dire My time today I have these thoughts So often I ought To replace that slot With what I once bought 'Cause somebody stole My car radio And now I just sit in silence Sometimes quiet is violent I find it hard to hide it My pride is no longer inside It's on my sleeve My skin will scream Reminding me of Who I killed inside my dream I hate this car that I'm driving There's no hiding for me I'm forced to deal with what I feel There is no distraction to mask what is real I could pull the steering wheel I have these thoughts So often I ought To replace that slot With what I once bought 'Cause somebody stole My car radio And now I just sit in silence I ponder of something terrifying 'Cause this time there's no sound to hide behind I find over the course of our human existence One thing consists of consistence And it's that we're all battling fear Oh dear, I don't know if we know why we're here Oh my, Too deep Please stop thinking I liked it better when my car had sound There are things we can do But from the things that work there are only two And from the two that we choose to do Peace will win And fear will lose There's faith and there's sleep We need to pick one please because Faith is to be awake And to be awake is for us to think And for us to think is to be alive And I will try with every rhyme To come across like I am dying To let you know you need to try to think I have these thoughts So often I ought To replace that slot With what I once bought 'Cause somebody stole My car radio And now I just sit in silence I ponder of something great My lungs will fill and then deflate They fill with fire Exhale desire I know it's dire My time today I have these thoughts So often I ought To replace that slot With what I once bought 'Cause somebody stole My car radio And now I just sit in silence


Panic! At The Disco's music video for 'Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off' from the album, A Fever You Can't Sweat Out - available now on DCD2 Records / Fueled By Ramen. Download it at See Panic! At The Disco On Tour! - Dates & Tickets: iTunes: Site: Subscribe: Facebook: Twitter: YouTube: Instagram: LYRICS Is it still me that makes you sweat? Am I who you think about in bed? When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress? Then think of what you did And how I hope to God he was worth it. When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch his skin. I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no, you know it will always just be me Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off? (Let's pick up, pick up) Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick. I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention. Now let's not get selfish Did you really think I'd let you kill this chorus? Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? Dance to this beat Dance to this beat Dance to this beat Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no, you know it will always just be me Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Dance to this beat So testosterone boys and harlequin girls Dance to this beat And hold a lover close Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster


Panic! At The Disco's music video for 'That Green Gentleman' from the album, Pretty. Odd. - available now on DCD2 Records / Fueled By Ramen. Download it at Go behind the scenes of this video at See Panic! At The Disco On Tour! - Dates & Tickets: iTunes: Site: Subscribe: Facebook: Twitter: YouTube: Instagram: LYRICS Things are shaping up to be pretty odd. Little deaths in musical beds. So it seems I'm someone I've never met. You will only hear these elegant crimes, Fall on your ears from criminal dimes. They spill unfound from a pretty mouth. Everybody gets there and everybody gets their, and everybody gets their way. I never said I missed her when everybody kissed her, Now I'm the only one to blame. Things have changed for me, and that's okay. I feel the same, I'm on my way, and I say. Things have changed for me, and that's okay. I want to go where everyone goes, I want to know what everyone knows, I want to go where everyone feels the same. I never said I'd leave the city, I never said I'd leave this town. A falling out we won't tiptoe about. Everybody gets there and everybody gets their, and everybody gets their way. I never said I missed her when everybody kissed her, Now I'm the only one to blame. Things have changed for me, and that's okay. I feel the same, I'm on my way, and I say. Things have changed for me, and that's okay. I feel the same, and I say. Things have changed for me, and that's okay. (Well things have changed for me, come on everybody let's dance and sing) I feel the same, and I say (I'm singing it all night long, come on everybody and join along, I'm singing) Things have changed for me, and that's okay (Well things have changed for me, come on everyone let's dance and sing) I feel the same, and I say (I'm singing it all night long, come on everybody let's sing along) Things have changed for me, and that's okay, I'm on my way, and I say. Things have changed for me.


twenty one pilots' music video for 'Lane Boy' from the new album, Blurryface - available now on Fueled By Ramen. Get it on… iTunes: Google Play: Amazon: Spotify: Webstore: find twenty one pilots on… Site: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: YouTube: Tumblr: Directed by Reel Bear Media () LYRICS 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 mind’s changed 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? 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?


Panic! At The Disco's official video for 'Hallelujah' from the album Death Of A Bachelor - available now on DCD2 / Fueled By Ramen. Stream/Download: Subscribe to P!ATD on YouTube: Upcoming tour dates - Site: Facebook: Twitter: YouTube: Instagram: Spotify: Store: LYRICS my life started the day i got caught under the covers with second hand lovers oh tied up in pretty young things in a state of emergency who was i trying to be then the time for being sad is over and you miss em like you miss no other and being blue is better than being over it all you sinners stand up sing hallelujah show praise with your body stand up sing hallelujah if you can’t stop shaking lean back let it move right through ya say your prayers say your prayers say your prayers i was drunk and it didn’t mean a thing stop thinking about the bullets from my mouth i love the things you hate about yourself just finished a daydream who were you trying to be then the time for being sad is over and you miss em like you miss no other and being blue is better than being over it No one wants you when you have no heart and I’m sitting pretty in my brand new scars and You’ll never know if you don’t ever try again So let’s try Let’s try Let’s try


Panic! At The Disco's music video for 'Build God, Then We'll Talk' from the album, A Fever You Can't Sweat Out - available now on DCD2 Records / Fueled By Ramen. Download it at See Panic! At The Disco On Tour! - Dates & Tickets: iTunes: Site: Subscribe: Facebook: Twitter: YouTube: Instagram: LYRICS It's these substandard motels on the (lalalalala) corner of 4th and Fremont Street. Appealing only because they are just that un-appealing Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering. The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldehyde, And the habit of decomposing right before your very (lalalala) eyes. Along with the people inside What a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy Tonight tenants range from: a lawyer and a virgin Accessorizing with a rosary tucked inside her lingerie She's getting a job at the firm come Monday. The Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney moonlighting aside, she really needs his money. Oh, wonderful caricature of intimacy. Yeah (Yeah) And not to mention, the constable, and his proposition, for that virgin Yes, the one the lawyer met with on strictly business as he said to the Mrs. Well, only hours before, after he had left, she was fixing her face in a compact. There was a terrible crash (There was a terrible crash) Between her and the badge She spilled her purse and her bag, and held a purse of a different kind. Along with the people inside What a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy There are no raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses. It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things. Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things. Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things. Raindrops on roses and the girls in white dresses And sleeping with the roaches and they taking best guesses At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things.


A Rocket To The Moon's music video for 'Like We Used To' from their album, On Your Side - available now on Fueled By Ramen. Go behind the scenes of this video at LYRICS I can feel her breath as she's sleepin' next to me, Sharing pillows and cold feet. She can feel my heart, fell asleep to it's beat, Under blankets and warm sheets. If only I could be in that bed again. If only it were me instead of him. Does he watch your favorite movies? Does he hold you when you cry? Does he let you tell him all your favorite parts when you've seen it a million times? Does he sing to all your music while you dance to Purple Rain? Does he do all these things, like I used to? Fourteen months and seven days ago. Oh, I know you know, How we felt about that night. Just your skin against the window. Oh, we took it slow, And we both know. It should've been me inside that car. It should've been me instead of him. in the dark. Does he watch your favorite movies? Does he hold you when you cry? Does he let you tell him all your favorite parts when you've seen it a million times? Does he sing to all your music while you dance to Purple Rain? Does he do all these things, like I used to? I know, love, (I'm a sucker for that feeling.) Happens all the time, love, (I always end up feelin' cheated.) You're on my mind, love, (or so that matter when I need it.) It happens all the time- love, yeah. Will he love you like I loved you? Will he tell you everyday? Will he make you feel like you're invincible with every word he'll say? Can you promise me if this was right: Don't throw it all away? Can you do all these things? Will you do all these things. Like we used to? Oh, like we used to.


Paramore's music video for 'Still Into You' from the self-titled album - available now on Fueled By Ramen at Go behind the scenes of this video at Site: Store: Spotify: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: Tumblr: Directed by Isaac Rentz LYRICS Can't count the years one hand That we've been together I need the other one to hold you. Make you feel, make you feel better. It's not a walk in the park To love each other. But when our fingers interlock, Can't deny, can't deny you're worth it Cause after all this time. I'm still into you I should be over all the butterflies But i'm into you (I'm in to you) And baby even on our worst nights I'm into you (I'm into you) Let em wonder how we got this far Cause I don't really need to wonder at all Yeah after all this time I'm still into you Recount the night that I first Met your mother And on the drive back to my house I told you that, I told you that I loved ya. You felt the weight of the world Fall off your shoulder And to your favorite song We sang along to the start of forever And after all this time. I'm still into you I should be over all the butterflies But i'm into you (I'm in to you) And baby even on our worst nights I'm into you (I'm into you) Let em wonder how we got this far Cause I don't really need to wonder at all Yeah after all this time I'm still into you Some things just, Some things just make sense And one of those is you and I Some things just, Some things just make sense And even after all this time I'm into You Baby not a day goes by that I'm not into you I should be over all the butterflies But i'm into you (I'm in to you) And baby even on our worst nights I'm into you (I'm into you) Let em wonder how we got this far Cause I don't really need to wonder at all Yeah after all this time I'm still into you I'm still into you I'm still into you


Panic! At The Disco's music video for 'Ready To Go (Get Me Out Of My Mind)' from the album, Vices & Virtues - available now on DCD2 Records / Fueled By Ramen. Download it at Go behind the scenes of this video at See Panic! At The Disco On Tour! - Dates & Tickets: iTunes: Site: Subscribe: Facebook: Twitter: YouTube: Instagram: LYRICS Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh You've got these little things That you've been running from You either love it or I guess you don't You're such a pretty thing To be running from anyone A vision with nowhere to go So tell me right now You think you're ready for it I wanna know Why you got me going So let's go We'll take it out of here I think I'm ready to leap I'm ready to live I'm ready to go Get me out of my mind Get me out of my mind I'm ready to go Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh You've got these little things You wanted somethin' for 'em You either get it or I guess you won't What does it really mean To get nothin' from anyone? There's a million ways it could go So tell me right now You think you're ready for it I wanna know Why you got me going So let's go We'll take it out of here I think I'm ready to leap I'm ready to live I'm ready to go Get me out of my mind Get me out of my mind I'm ready to go Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Go I think I'm ready I think I know I'm ready I know I think I'm ready I think I know I'm ready I know I think I'm ready I think I know I'm ready I know I think I'm ready I think I know I'm ready to go Get me out of my mind Get me out of my mind I'm ready to go Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh I'm ready to go Get me out of my mind Get me out of my mind I'm ready to go Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh I'm ready to go Get me out of my mind Get me out of my mind I'm ready to go Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh


twenty one pilots' music video for 'Holding On To You' from the album, Vessel - available now on Fueled By Ramen. Download the album: find twenty one pilots on… Site: Facebook: Instagram: Twitter: YouTube: Tumblr: Directed by Jordan Bahat LYRICS I'm taking over my body, back in control, no more shotty, I bet a lot of me was lost, 't's uncrossed and 'i's undotted, I fought it a lot and it seems a lot like flesh is all I got, Not anymore, flesh out the door, swat, I must've forgot, you can't trust me, I'm open a moment and close when you show it, Before you know it I'm lost at sea, And now that I write and think about it, And the story unfolds, You should take my life, you should take my soul. You are surrounding all my surroundings, Sounding down the mountain range of my left-side brain, You are surrounding all my surroundings, Twisting the kaleidoscope behind both of my eyes. And I'll be holding on to you. Remember the moment you know exactly where you're going, 'Cause the next moment, before you know it, Time is slowing and it's frozen still, And the window sill looks really nice, right? You think twice about your life, it probably happens at night, right? Fight it, take the pain, ignite it, Tie a noose around your mind loose enough to breathe fine and tie it, To a tree, tell it, You belong to me, This ain't a noose, this is a leash, And I have some news for you, you must obey me. Entertain my faith. Lean with it, rock with it, When we gunna stop with it, Lyrics that mean nothing, we were gifted with thought, Is it time to move our feet to an introspective beat, It ain't the speakers that bump hearts, it's our hearts that make the beat.


Cobra Starship's music video for 'Good Girls Go Bad' featuring Leighton Meester from the album, Hot Mess - in stores now on DCD2 Records / Fueled By Ramen. Download it at Site: Facebook: Twitter: Instagram: YouTube: Spotify: Store: LYRICS I make them good girls go bad I make them good girls go Good girls go bad Good girls go bad I know your type Yeah daddy's lil' girl Just take a bite Let me shake up your world Cause just one night couldn't be so wrong I'm gonna make you lose control She was so shy 'Til I drove her wild I make them good girls go bad I make them good girls go bad You were hanging in the corner With your five best friends You heard that I was trouble but you couldn't resist I make them good girls go bad I make them good girls go Good girls go bad Good girls go bad Good girls go I know your type Boy you're dangerous Yeah you're that guy I'd be stupid to trust But just one night couldn't be so wrong You make me want to lose control She was so shy 'Til I drove her wild I make them good girls go bad I make them good girls go bad I was hanging in the corner With my five best friends I heard that you were trouble but I couldn't resist I make them good girls go bad I make them good girls go Good girls go bad Good girls go bad Good girls go bad Oh she got a way with them boys in the place Treat 'em like they don't stand a chance And he got a way with them girls in the back Actin' like they too hot to dance Yeah she got a way with them boys in the place Treat 'em like they don't stand a chance And he got a way with them girls in the back Actin' like they too hot to dance I make them good girls go bad I make them good girls go Them good girls go bad Good girls go bad I was hanging in the corner With my five best friends I heard that you were trouble but I couldn't resist I make them good girls go bad I make them good girls go bad I make them good girls go Good girls go bad Good girls go bad Good girls go


Gym Class Heroes' music video for 'Cupid's Chokehold' featuring Patrick Stump from the album, As Cruel As School Children - available now on DCD2 Records / Fueled By Ramen. Download it at 'Cupid's Chokehold / Breakfast in America' was written by Roger Hodgson and Rick Davies (Supertramp) LYRICS Take a look at my girlfriend She's the only one I got Not much of a girlfriend I never seem to get a lot It's been some time since we last spoke This is gonna sound like a bad joke But momma I fell in love again It's safe to say I have a new girlfriend And I know it sounds so old But cupid got me in a chokehold And I'm afraid I might give in Towels on the mat my white flag is wavin' I mean she even cooks me pancakes And Alka Seltzer when my tummy aches If that ain't love then I don't know what love is We even got a secret handshake And she loves the music that my band makes I know I'm young but if I had to choose her or the sun I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun Take a look at my girlfriend She's the only one I got Not much of a girlfriend I never seem to get a lot It's been awhile since we talked last and I'm tryin' hard not to talk fast But dad I'm finally thinkin' I may have found the one Type of girl that will make you way proud of your son And I know you heard the last song about the girls that didn't last long But I promise this is on a whole new plane I can tell by the way she says my name I love it when she calls my phone She even got her very own ringtone If that ain't love then I don't know what love is It's gonna be a long drive home but I know as soon as I arrive home And I open the door take off my coat and throw my bag on the floor She'll be back into my arms once more for sure Take a look at my girlfriend She's the only one I got Not much of a girlfriend I never seem to get a lot She's got a smile that would make the most senile Annoying old man bite his tongue I'm not done She's got eyes comparable to sunrise And it doesn't stop there Man I swear She's got porcelain skin of course she's a ten And now she's even got her own song But movin' on She's got the cutest laugh I ever heard And we can be on the phone for three hours Not sayin' one word And I would still cherish every moment And when I start to build my future she's the main component Call it dumb call it luck call it love or whatever you call it but Everywhere I go I keep her picture in my wallet like here Take a look at my girlfriend She's the only one I got Not much of a girlfriend I never seem to get a lot


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