Ode to Sleep
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I wake up fine and dandy, but then by the time I find it handy
To rip my heart apart and start planning my crash landing
I go up, up, up, up, up to the ceiling
Then I feel my soul start leaving like an old man's hair receding
I'm pleading, "Please, oh please" on my knees repeatedly asking
Why it's got to be like this, is this living free?
I don't wanna be the one, be the one to has the
Sun's blood on my hands, I'll tell the moon
Take this weapon, forged in darkness
Some see a pen, I see a harpoon

I'll stay awake 'cause the dark's not taking prisoners tonight
Why am I not scared in the morning?
I don't hear those voices calling
I must have kicked them out, I must have kicked them out
I swear I heard demons yelling
Those crazy words they were spelling
They told me I was gone, they told me I was gone

But I'll tell 'em, "Why won't you let me go?
Do I threaten all your plans? I'm insignificant"
Please tell 'em, you have no plans for me
I will set my soul on fire, what have I become?
I'll tell 'em

On the eve of a day that's forgotten and fake
As the trees, they await, and clouds anticipate
The start of a day when we put on our face
A mask that portrays that we don't need grace
On the eve of a day that is bigger than us
But we open our eyes 'cause we're told that we must
And the trees wave their arms and the clouds try to plead
Desperately yelling, "There's something we need"
I'm not free, I asked forgiveness three times
Same amount that I denied, I three-time MVP'd this crime
I'm afraid to tell you who I adore, won't tell you who I'm singing towards
Metaphorically, I'm a whore, and that's denial number four

I'll stay awake 'cause the dark's not taking prisoners tonight
Oh, oh-oh
Why am I not scared in the morning?
I don't hear those voices calling
I must have kicked them out, I must have kicked them out
I swear I heard demons yelling
Those crazy words they were spelling
They told me I was gone, they told me I was gone

But I'll tell 'em, "Why won't you let me go?
Do I threaten all your plans? I'm insignificant"
Please tell 'em, you have no plans for me
I will set my soul on fire, what have I become?

I'll tell 'em, you have no plans for me
I will set my soul on fire, what have I become?
I'll tell 'em, I'll tell 'em, I'll tell 'em
I'll tell 'em, please tell 'em, you have no plans for me




I will set my soul on fire, what have I become?
I'm sorry

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Twenty One Pilots' "Ode to Sleep" depict the inner turmoil of the singer who is plagued by thoughts of self-doubt and fear. The song starts with him waking up fine but then planning his crash landing. He feels like his soul is leaving him, and he is pleading repeatedly to know why it's got to be like this. He doesn't want to be the one with the sun's blood on his hands and tells the moon to take the weapon forged in darkness, which some see as a pen, and he sees it as a harpoon. He then declares that he will stay awake because the dark is not taking prisoners tonight.


The second verse starts with the singer wondering why he is not scared in the morning and why he doesn't hear those voices calling. He believes he must have kicked them out and then recounts how demons were yelling and spelling crazy words and telling him he was gone. He then challenges them by asking why they won't let him go and if he threatens all their plans. He tells them he is insignificant and that they have no plans for him. He then declares that he will set his soul on fire and ask himself what he has become.


The final part of the song describes the eve of a day that is bigger than us, and how people put on masks that portray that they don't need grace. It ends with the singer telling the demons that they have no plans for him, and he will set his soul on fire and tell them what he has become.


Overall, the song reflects the struggles of the human psyche, and how often people put on masks of indifference and strength to hide their inner turmoil and fear.


Line by Line Meaning

I wake up fine and dandy but then by the time I find it handy To rip my heart apart and start Planning my crash landing
I start my day feeling good, but eventually I give in to my self-destructive tendencies and plan for my own downfall.


I go up, up, up, up, up to the ceiling Then I feel my soul start leaving Like an old man's hair receding I'm pleading, please, oh please
I feel like I'm rising, but at the same time I'm losing myself and my energy. I plead for help.


On my knees repeatedly asking Why it's got to be like this? Is this living free?
I keep asking why my life has to be such a struggle, wondering if this is what it means to be truly alive and free.


I don't wanna be the one be the one to have the sun's blood on my hands I'll tell the moon Take this weapon, forged in darkness Some see a pen, I see a harpoon
I don't want to be responsible for destruction and chaos, so I aim my anger and frustration at the night rather than the day. I see my pen, my creativity, as a weapon to fight against my inner demons.


Why am I not scared in the morning? I don't hear those voices calling I must have kicked them out I must have kicked them out I swear I heard demons yelling Those crazy words they were spelling They told me I was gone They told me I was gone
I used to wake up afraid and hearing negative voices, but now I don't hear them anymore. However, I still hear the demons and their words of doubt and fear.


But I'll tell them "Why won't you let me go?" "Do I threaten all your plans?" I'm insignificant, please tell 'em You have no plans for me I will set my soul on fire What have I become? I'll tell 'em
I confront my inner demons and ask why they won't let go of me, questioning if I'm getting in the way of their plans. I remind myself that I am not important to them, that they have no plans for me, and declare my determination to fight back and transform myself.


On the eve of a day that's forgotten and fake As the trees, they await, and clouds anticipate The start of a day when we put on our face A mask that portrays that we don't need grace
As a new day approaches, I notice how false and artificial it is, with nature waiting for it and trying to signal something important. I reflect on how we all put on a mask that makes us seem like we don't need help or support.


On the eve of a day that is bigger than us But we open our eyes, 'cause we're told that we must And the trees wave their arms and the clouds try to plead Desperately yelling, there's something we need
I realize that this day is more than just about myself, it's something much bigger and important. We can't help but obey our societal conventions and expectations, but nature tries to signal that we need something more.


I'm not free, I asked forgiveness three times Same amount that I denied, I three-time MVP'd this crime I'm afraid to tell you who I adore Won't tell you who I'm singing towards Metaphorically, I'm a whore, and that's denial number four
I feel guilty and ashamed, asking for forgiveness multiple times but also denying it just as much. I am afraid to be honest about who I truly admire and care for, and my dishonesty makes me feel cheap and used.


You have no plans for me I will set my soul on fire What have I become? I'm sorry
I declare to my inner demons one last time that they have no hold on me. I vow to transform myself and ignite my passion, and apologize for who I've been in the past.




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Tyler Joseph

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@BeeKnown

love this song
great video!

this song seems to be talking about his struggles with his faith and how his 'demons' come out at night and cause him to question everything and struggle to get to sleep.

their friend Mark has been documenting the band from really early on (he is now their videographer and creative director and directed the Stressed Out music video), he was apparently skeptical initially about recording small shows (Tyler convinced him to do it) and they decided to include clips from early shows he filmed in the video to kinda tell the story of the bands growth over a few years.

love this song, think it represents their style of music really well and shows what great performers they are, whatever the size of the crowd. they played this song at some of the smaller shows on their tour last year for the first time in years and tyler joked with the crowd about how he messed up some of the words in the rap, not suprising with how fast it goes!

i love how they're wearing a skeleton hoodie and gorilla suit at the beginnning. they bought those to capture the audiences attention and so they'd be remembered but josh discovered the gorilla suit was really hot so switched to a hoodie pretty quickly and they've worn the skeleton hoodies at their shows ever since, their fans are called the 'Skeleton Clique' or clickies for short.



@thealfredosAccount

I wake up fine and dandy but then by the time I find it handy
To rip my heart apart and start
Planning my crash landing
I go up, up, up, up, up to the ceiling
Then I feel my soul start leaving
Like an old man's hair receding
I'm pleading, please, oh please
On my knees repeatedly asking
Why it's got to be like this
Is this living free?
I don't wanna be the one be the one to have the sun's blood on my hands
I'll tell the moon
Take this weapon, forged in darkness
Some see a pen, I see harpoon
I'll stay awake
'Cause the dark's not taking prisoners tonight
Why am I not scared in the morning?
I don't hear those voices calling
I must have kicked them out
I must have kicked them out
I swear I heard demons yelling
Those crazy words they were spelling
They told me I was gone
They told me I was gone
But I tell 'em
Why won't you let me go
Do I threaten all your plans?
I'm insignificant
Please tell 'em
You have no plans for me
I will set my soul on fire
What have I become, I'll tell 'em all
On the eve of a day that's forgotten and fake
As the trees, they await, and clouds anticipate
The start of a day when we put on our face
A mask that portrays that we don't need grace
On the eve of a day that is bigger than us
But we open our eyes, cause we're told that we must
And the trees wave their arms and the clouds try to plead
Desperately yelling, there's something we need
I'm not free, I asked forgiveness three times
Same amount that I denied, I three-time MVP'd this crime
I'm afraid to tell you who I adore
Won't tell you who I'm singing towards
Metaphorically, I'm a whore, and that's denial number four
I'll stay awake
'Cause the dark's not taking prisoners tonight oh oh oh
Why am I not scared in the morning?
I don't hear those voices calling
I must have kicked them out
I must have kicked them out
I swear I heard demons yelling
Those crazy words they were spelling
They told me I was gone
They told me I was gone
But I tell 'em
Why won't you let me go
Do I threaten all your plans?
I'm insignificant
Please tell 'em
You have no plans for me
I will set my soul on fire
What have I become?
I tell 'em
You have no plans for me
I will set my soul on fire
What have I become?
I tell 'em
I tell 'em
I tell 'em
I tell 'em
Please tell 'em
You have no plans for me
I will set my soul on fire
What have I become?
I'm sorry



@laissilva7363

Tradução 🇧🇷

Ode Ao Sono

Eu acordo bem e feliz
Mas na hora que eu acho útil
Rasgar meu coração e começar
A planejar minha queda ao decolar
Eu subo até o telhado
Então eu sinto minha alma começar a partir
Como o cabelo de um homem velho retrocedendo

Eu estou implorando: Por favor, oh por favor
De joelhos, pedindo repetidamente
Por que tem que ser assim?
Essa vida é livre?
Eu não quero ser aquele
Ser aquele que tem o sangue do Sol em minhas mãos
Eu vou dizer à Lua
Pegue essa arma forjada na escuridão
Alguns veem uma caneta, eu vejo um arpão

Eu vou ficar acordado
Porque a escuridão não vai fazer prisioneiros hoje

Por que eu não estou assustado de manhã?
Eu não ouço essas vozes chamando
Eu devo tê-las chutado para fora
Eu devo tê-las chutado para fora
Eu juro que ouço demônios gritando
Aquelas palavras loucas que eles estavam soletrando
Eles me disseram que eu estava perdido
Eles me disseram que eu estava perdido

Mas eu vou dizer a eles
Por que vocês não me deixam ir?
Eu ameaço todos os seus planos?
Eu sou insignificante
Por favor, diga a eles
Você não tem nenhum plano para mim
Eu vou atear fogo à minha alma
O que eu me tornei?
Eu direi a eles

Na véspera de uma dia que é esquecido e falso
Enquanto as árvores esperam e as nuvens antecipam
O início de um dia quando nós colocarmos nossos rostos
Uma máscara que retrata que nós não precisamos de graça
Na véspera de um dia que é maior que nós
Quando nós abrirmos os olhos porque nos dizem que nós devemos
E as árvores acenam seus braços e as nuvens tentam implorar
Gritando desesperadamente: Há algo que precisamos!

Eu não estou livre, eu
Pedi perdão três vezes
Na mesma quantidade que eu neguei
Três vezes eu transformei esse crime em MVP
Eu tenho medo de dizer a você quem eu adoro
Não te direi para quem estou cantando
Metaforicamente, eu sou uma prostituta
E essa é a negação número quatro

Eu vou ficar acordado
Porque a escuridão não vai fazer prisioneiros hoje

Por que eu não estou assustado de manhã?
Eu não ouço essas vozes chamando
Eu devo tê-las chutado para fora
Eu devo tê-las chutado para fora
Eu juro que ouço demônios gritando
Aquelas palavras loucas que eles estavam soletrando
Eles me disseram que eu estava perdido
Eles me disseram que eu estava perdido

Mas eu vou dizer a eles
Por que vocês não me deixam ir?
Eu ameaço todos os seus planos?
Eu sou insignificante
Por favor, diga a eles
Você não tem nenhum plano para mim
Eu vou atear fogo à minha alma
O que eu me tornei?

Eu direi a eles
Você não tem nenhum plano para mim
Eu vou atear fogo à minha alma
O que eu me tornei?
Eu direi a eles
Eu direi a eles
Eu direi a eles
Eu direi a eles

Por favor, diga a eles
Você não tem nenhum plano para mim
Eu vou atear fogo à minha alma
O que eu me tornei?
Eu sinto muito



All comments from YouTube:

@StarRoseAngelic

I remember these guys had a small "concert" at my college years ago....It was completely free and only about 20 people showed up. And afterwards they gave out free CDs that only had 3 songs on it----this was one of them. I'm really amazed at how far they have come. They absolutely deserve all the success they now have!

@lvely4126

StarRoseAngelic wow :')

@westcoast5362

StarRoseAngelic oh my god :')

@sunshinespidey4001

StarRoseAngelic I

@eggspress8043

StarRoseAngelic did you go to the concert??

@StarRoseAngelic

@celestia ludenberg Yes and no. My college had a pub-like restaurant with a stage where all the free performances took place. I was there to get food with a friend while the band was playing. I was intrigued by how much energy and passion they put in their performance (usually only local amateur bands played here and many weren't very good lol), so when they finished my friend and I went and grabbed a CD. A lucky coincidence.

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@stevecash83

Is it normal that I can't listen to any other band now? 21P has spoiled me.... Music will never be the same.

@redd.rabbit

Heyy hows selvester?

@ayva978

*tøp... Letters not numbers my dude

@g-kog2152

I just can’t.
My friend asked me if I wanted to go to a breaking Benjamin concert and his jaw dropped when I said no.
Already had tickets to party with Ned.

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