No Chances - Twenty One Pilots

We come for you, no chances

We come for you, no chances

In my house shoes in a foot race

In this house, we got feng shui

Get the door to blow you away

Flamethrower, you a switchblade

Feet planted on grip tape

With my shoulders squared and my back straight

Got a good base and a loose tongue

Notorious in the octagon, now

Mm, ba-da-dum-ba-da-dum-bum

We got people on the way

We want you home in one piece now (Run away, run away)

Mm, ba-da-dum-ba-da-dum-bum

We get bodies every day

We want you home in one piece now

We come for you, no chances

We come for you, no chances

How'd you get the location?

Put together pieces?

They say they sell the information

In those terms of agreement

We spent some weekends on the grind

Surveillances outside, we see when you arrive

Ride or die, my son

Spent some weekends on the grind

Surveillances outside, we see when you arrive

Ride or die, my son

Mm, ba-da-dum-ba-da-dum-bum

We got people on the way

We want you home in one piece now (Run away, run away)

Mm, ba-da-dum-ba-da-dum-bum

We get bodies every day

We want you home in one piece now (Run away, run away)

Mm, ba-da-dum-ba-da-dum-bum

Mm, ba-da-dum-ba-da-dum-bum

We got people on the way

We want you home in one piece now (Run away, run away)

Mm, ba-da-dum-ba-da-dum-dum

We get bodies every day

We want you home in one piece now

We come for you, no chances

We come for you, no chances

We-we-we

Mm-mm-mm, yeah

Mm-mm, yeah

Mm-mm-mm, yeah

Mm-mm, yeah

We spent some weekends on the grind

Surveillances outside, we see when you arrive

Ride or die, my son

Spent some weekends on the grind

Surveillances outside, we see when you arrive

Ride or die, my son