Wow. I first heard Guns For Hands at my friends wedding in the spring of 2013. I didn't get a chance to hear the lyrics so I wasn't exactly a fan of hearing guns and killing randomly in the song (me being very anti-violent). But I've never seen my friend happier, jumping up and down and just loving life. I wanted to be that happy. The music blew me away. I couldn't get my mind around it. It was like alternative, and rock, and reggae, and screamo, and just loud and.... I just loved that aspect.
Flash forward to late summer. I suffered a concussion earlier that year and it ruined me. I mind was going insane. I went from being the girl that always smiled to the one you couldn't get a faint laugh out of. The depression and anxiety and physical and emotional pain were unbearable. I didn't smile that summer. However, I met this guy who was OBESSED with Twenty One Pilots. We began to fall for each other. We would just sit in his car and drive and listen to their music. That was when I began to take in the lyrics. I found the meaning behind Car Radio and just sat and cried. With my concussion, I couldn't have any access to the outside world. No music, no social life. Nothing. I was literally trapped with my own mind by myself and the silence was deafening. I heard Twenty One Pilots were coming to Cincinnati, and although this guy already had tickets, I went with my friend who was at the wedding. By this time, that guy had already left me for his ex. I
tried to get him out of my mind, but I couldn't let go of Twenty One Pilots. He had made me so happy and Twenty One Pilots was the only thing I could hold onto. I had them on repeat, I'd write their lyrics all over my tests and homework. I welcomed them into my home and watched every interview they have ever done. They became my best friends and the ones who could make me happy.
I couldn't be more grateful for this band. At their concert, Tyler just started talking and told us to close our eyes and that it was our show. Their was a meaning behind their show, their madness, but we could find it on our own. They've save numerous lives, including mine and have showed me I can find happiness.
Stay alive my friends. |-/
Flash forward to late summer. I suffered a concussion earlier that year and it ruined me. I mind was going insane. I went from being the girl that always smiled to the one you couldn't get a faint laugh out of. The depression and anxiety and physical and emotional pain were unbearable. I didn't smile that summer. However, I met this guy who was OBESSED with Twenty One Pilots. We began to fall for each other. We would just sit in his car and drive and listen to their music. That was when I began to take in the lyrics. I found the meaning behind Car Radio and just sat and cried. With my concussion, I couldn't have any access to the outside world. No music, no social life. Nothing. I was literally trapped with my own mind by myself and the silence was deafening. I heard Twenty One Pilots were coming to Cincinnati, and although this guy already had tickets, I went with my friend who was at the wedding. By this time, that guy had already left me for his ex. I
tried to get him out of my mind, but I couldn't let go of Twenty One Pilots. He had made me so happy and Twenty One Pilots was the only thing I could hold onto. I had them on repeat, I'd write their lyrics all over my tests and homework. I welcomed them into my home and watched every interview they have ever done. They became my best friends and the ones who could make me happy.
I couldn't be more grateful for this band. At their concert, Tyler just started talking and told us to close our eyes and that it was our show. Their was a meaning behind their show, their madness, but we could find it on our own. They've save numerous lives, including mine and have showed me I can find happiness.
Stay alive my friends. |-/