21 Pilots: Heathens – Ygrette and The Wildlings

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"You know nothing, Jon Snow" the redhead warns the confused young Crow. "Let me tell you about my people"

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All my friends are heathens, take it slow
Wait for them to ask you who you know
Please don't make any sudden moves
You don't know the half of the abuse

Welcome to the room of people who have rooms of people
That they loved one day docked away
Just because we check the guns at the door
Doesn't mean our brains will change from hand grenades
You're lovin' on the psychopath sitting next to you
You're lovin' on the murderer sitting next to you
You'll think, "How'd I get here, sitting next to you?"
But after all I've said, please don't forget

All my friends are heathens …

We don't deal with kneelers very well
They say Southerners have a certain smell
Yeah, trust issues, not to mention
They say they can smell your intentions
You're lovin' on the freakshow sitting next to you
You'll have some weird people sitting next to you
You'll think "How did I get here, sitting next to you?"
But after all I've said, please don't forget

All my friends are heathens …

All my friends are heathens …

Why'd you come, you knew you should have stayed.
I tried to warn you just to stay away
And now they're outside ready to bust
It looks like you might be one of us

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"Are you one of us, Jon Snow? "the redhead asks the confused young Crow.