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Good day everybody...Always bringing you the very best New Rock Music Videos available to you, right here right now on on your favorite game site, Game Desire...

 

This song from Twenty One Pilots is called "Guns For Hands" is a song I love and so will you............


Group and Song Facts:

twenty | one | pilots is a Columbus, OH schizoid pop duo. Front man Tyler Joseph and drummer Josh Dun have earned widespread applause for their energetic live sets and distinctive fusion of piano-driven schizoid pop and lyrical uplift. No strangers to the road, Twenty One Pilots has built a fervent national following via their electrifying live performances. The band signed with Fueled By Ramen in early 2012 and made its label debut with a new EP titled Three Songs released on July 17, 2012. On January 8th, 2013 their debut album on Fueled By Ramen titled "Vessel" was released.

Band Name Meaning

Ok so, I (Tyler) was in theatre class and we were studying a play called "All My Sons" written by Arthur Miller in the 40's. It was about a father who ran a company that provided parts for airplanes used in WWII. He then found out that his parts were faulty, so he comes to a moral crossroads:1. He can take the parts back and not send them out, but he will lose a lot of money in a financially tough situation. He would also taint his business and his name and be known as 'unreliable' in his trade. But this would ultimately be the 'right' thing to do. or,2. send the parts out, make the necessary money to provide for his family, not taint his name, etc. He ends up sending the parts out and twenty one pilots died because of it. His son was a pilot in the war who had lost his life. There was no evidence to prove that it was directly related but his daughter blamed her father for her brother's death. He ended up committing suicide at the end of the play. Here's how we make it relevant: I feel like we are all constantly encountering moral crossroads where the decisions that benefit the "now" will have consequences down the road; but the decision that might seem tough and tolling right away will ultimately be more rewarding. What is our purpose for playing music? We are constantly asking ourselves that question. The answer can change all the time, but for right now we are just going to stick with something as simple as "we want to make people think."

 

The Official Video was published on Jan. 07th, 2013. Brand New music for 2013!!

 

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Official Video...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pmv8aQKO6k0

 

Lyric Video...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SwGl-uxjAdk

 

I know what you think in the morning
When the sun shines on the ground
And shows what you have done
It shows where your mind has gone.

And you swear to your parents
That it will never happen again
I know, I know what that means
I know

That you all have guns
And you never put the safety on
And you all have plans

To take it, don't take it.

 

I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
But I can't, but I can't when you all have
Guns for hands, yeah.

I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
But I can't, but I can't when you all have
Guns for hands, yeah.

Let's take this one second at a time
Let's take this one song, this one rhyme
Together, let's breathe
Together, to the beat

But there's hope out the window
So that's where we'll go
Let's go outside and all join hands
But until then you'll never understand

That you all have guns
And you never put the safety on
And you all have plans
To take it, don't take it
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
But I can't, but I can't when you all have
Guns for hands, yeah.

We've turned our hands to guns, trade in our thumbs for ammunition,
I must forewarn you, of my disorder, or my condition,
'Cause when the sun sets, it upsets what's left of my invested interest,
Interested in putting my fingers to my head,
The solution is, I see a whole room of these mutant kids,
Fused at the wrist, I simply tell them they should shoot at this,
Simply suggest my chest and this confused music, it's,
Obviously best for them to turn their guns to a fist.

I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
But I can't, but I can't,
When you all have
Guns for hands, yeah.

I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
But I can't, but I can't,
When you all have
Guns for hands, yeah..

 

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