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Stressed Out (Originally by Twenty One Pilots.. - text

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, homegrowna 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"

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"

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,
used to play pretend, money
We used to play pretend, "wake up,
you need to make money"
We used to play pretend,
used to play pretend, money
We used to play pretend, "wake up,
you need to make 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"

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