Stressed Out - Hämatom

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, an' 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 old days

When our momma sang us to sleep, but now we’re stressed out

(Oh) Wish we could turn back time (Oh) to the good old days (Oh)

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 comin' 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-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 old days

When our momma sang us to sleep, but now we’re stressed out

(Oh) Wish we could turn back time (Oh) to the good old days (Oh)

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 an' then we’d fly it far away

Used to dream of outer space, but now they’re laughin' at our face

Sayin', «Wake up, you need to make money!,» yeah

We used to play pretend, give each other different names

We would build a rocket ship an' then we’d fly it far away

Used to dream of outer space, but now they’re laughin' at our face

Sayin', «Wake up, you need to make money!,» yeah

Wish we could turn back time to the good old days

When our momma sang us to sleep, but now we’re stressed out

(Oh) Wish we could turn back time (Oh) to the good old days (Oh)

When our momma sang us to sleep, but now we’re stressed out

We 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

Used to play pretend, give each other different names

We would build a rocket ship an' then we’d fly it far away

Used to dream of outer space, but now they’re laughin' at our face

Sayin', «Wake up, you need to make money!,» yeah