No Chances Songtext
von twenty one pilots

We come for you, no chances
We come for you, no chances

In my house, shoes on a foot race
In this house, we have feng shui
Get the door to blow you away
Flamethrower, you're a switch blade
Feet planted on grip tape
With my shoulders square and my back straight
Go a good base and a loose tongue
Notorious in the octagon, now

Mm, ba-da-da, ba-da-da-bam
We got people on the way
We want you home in one piece now (run away, run away)
Mm, ba-da-da, ba-da-da-bam
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 did you get the location? Put together pieces?
They say they sell the information in those terms of agreement
We spend some weekends on the grind
Surveillance is outside, we see when you arrive
Ride or die, my son
Spent some weekends on the grind
Surveillance is outside, we see when you arrive
Ride or die, my son

Mm, ba-da-da, ba-da-da-bam
We got people on the way
We want you home in one piece now (run away, run away)
Mm, ba-da-da, ba-da-da-bam
We get bodies every day
We want you home in one piece now (run away, run away)
Mm, ba-da-da, ba-da-da-bam

Mm, ba-da-da, ba-da-da-bam
We got people on the way
We want you home in one piece now (run away, run away)
Mm, ba-da-da, ba-da-da-bam
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, yeah
Mm-mm, yeah
Mm-mm-mm, yeah, yeah
Mm-mm, yeah