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
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
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 old days
When our momma sang us to sleep
But now we're stressed out
(bis)
To the good old days
When our momma sang us to sleep
But now we're stressed out
(bis)
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
Because 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
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
Because 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
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 old days
When our momma sang us to sleep
But now we're stressed out
(bis)
To the good old days
When our momma sang us to sleep
But now we're stressed out
(bis)
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"
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"
Wish we could turn back time
To the good old days
When our momma sang us to sleep
But now we're stressed out
(bis)
To the good old days
When our momma sang us to sleep
But now we're stressed out
(bis)
We used to play pretend
We used to play pretend
Money
We used to play pretend
wake up, you need the money
(bis)
We used to play pretend
Money
We used to play pretend
wake up, you need the money
(bis)
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"
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"
Twenty One Pilots - Stressed out
