I wish I found some better sounds
No one’s ever heard
I wish I had a better voice
That sang some better words
I wish I found some chords
In an order that is new
I wish I didn't have to rhyme
Every time I sang
I was told when I get older all
My fears would shrink
But now I’m insecure
And I care what people think
My name's 'Blurryface' and I
Care what you think

My name's 'Blurryface' and I
Care what you think

Wish we could turn back time

To the good ol’ days

When our momma sang
Us to sleep
But now we’re Stressed Out

Wish we could turn back time

To the good ol’ days

When our momma sang
Us to sleep
But now we’re stressed out

We're stressed out

Sometimes a certain smell
Will take me back to when I was young
How come I’m never able to identify
Where it’s coming from
I’d make a candle
Out of it if I ever found it
Try to sell it never sell out of it
I’d probably only sell one
It’d be to my brother
‘cause we have the same nose
Same clothes homegrown
A stone’s throw
From a creek we used to roam
But it would remind us
Of when nothing really mattered
Out of student loans and treehouse
Homes we all would take the latter

My name's 'Blurryface' and I
Care what you think

My name's 'Blurryface' and I
Care what you think

Wish we could turn back time

To the good ol’ days

When our momma sang
Us to sleep
But now we’re Stressed Out

Wish we could turn back time

To the good ol’ days

When our momma sang
Us to sleep
But now we’re stressed out
We used to play pretend
Give each other different names
We would build a rocket ship
And then we’d fly it far away
Used to dream of outer space
But now they’re laughing at our face
Saying "Wake up
You need to make money"
Yeah

We used to play pretend
Give each other different names
We would build a rocket ship
And then we’d fly it far away
Used to dream of outer space
But now they’re laughing at our face
Saying "Wake up
You need to make money"
Yeah

Wish we could turn back time

To the good ol’ days

When our momma sang
Us to sleep
But now we’re Stressed Out

Wish we could turn back time

To the good ol’ days

When our momma sang
Us to sleep
But now we’re stressed out
Used to play pretend
Used to play pretend bunny
We used to play pretend
Wake up you need the money
Used to play pretend
Used to play pretend bunny
We used to play pretend
Wake up you need the money
We used to play pretend
Give each other different names
We would build a rocket ship
And then we’d fly it far away
Used to dream of outer space
But now they’re laughing at our face
Saying "Wake up
You need to make money"
Yeah

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