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    Right (I figured out how it's on it)
    Right this way (it goes)
    Right
    Rights this way (my death)
    (Girl, I really don't think you should take that) (Josh Dun)

    A little softer than I used to be (right)
    Used to mouth off often with artillery
    Now it is cough drops and soft spots in a middle seat
    (Right this way) chivalry
    A tighter space than I used to know (right)
    Spread out wide no more, pinch my shoulders close
    Hopin' they misplace my reservation
    (Right this way) okay, okay

    (I thought you had it figured out)
    I know, I know
    (You said you made it to the top)
    I lied, I lied
    (So, tell us, how did you make out alright?)
    Well

    I pull on my shirtsleeve
    To cover half of my hands
    Bring my arms closer to my body
    Get as small as I can
    They call it center mass
    That part they aim for
    Shrink it down to nothing
    And forgetting what the pain's for

    I pull on my shirtsleeve (my shirtsleeve)
    To cover half of my face (half of my face)
    Bring my arms closer to my body
    Get as small as they say (small as they say)
    They call it center mass
    That part they aim for (for-for-for-for-for-for)

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    Right this way if you're frustrated (right)
    Your first mate in the fifth grade tried to persuade
    Try it once, he was shown on the bus
    (Right this way) chain's off my huff
    Anxious enough as it is (right)
    Gotta walk, never lookin' up once at the kids in the park
    What a day, gettin' dark, what a day
    (Right this way) okay, okay

    (I thought you had it figured out)
    (I thought you had it figured out) I know, I know
    (You said you made it to the top)
    (You said you made it to the top) I lied, I lied
    (So, tell us, how did you make out alright?)
    (How did you make out alright?) Well

    I pull on my shirtsleeve (my shirtsleeve)
    To cover half of my hands (half of my hands)
    Bring my arms closer to my body
    Get as small as I can (small as I can)
    They call it center mass
    That part they aim for
    Shrink it down to nothing
    And forgetting what the pain's for

    I pull on my shirtsleeve (my shirtsleeve)
    To cover half of my face (half of my face)
    Bring my arms closer to my body
    Get as small as they say (small as they say)
    They call it center mass
    That part they aim for
    Shrink it down to nothing
    And forgetting what the pain's for
    That part they aim for

    Found out what I'm worth
    I run to you
    I hope you understand
    This run-on sentence
    My tattoos only hurt
    When meaning fades
    I think my skin got worse
    With good intentions

    I don't want to say what happened
    I just wanna let it go
    Nothing was the same right after
    I went to the funeral
    I miss you so, so much
    Take what you want
    Take what you want from me
    Took you for granted

    They call it center mass
    That part they aim for
    That part they aim for (Josh Dun)
    That part they aim for
    That part they aim for

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    Composition: Daniel Fasano and Tyler Joseph

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