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 old days When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out Wish we could turn back time to the good old 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 t o the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out Wish we could turn back time to the good old 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 old days When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out Wish we could turn back time to the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out
Used to play pretend used to play pretend, money We used to play pretend, wake up you need the money Used to play pretend used to play pretend, money 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
Compositores: Gabriel Thomaz Nunes (Gabriel Thomaz), Julio Cesar Mairena Canha (Mairena) ECAD: Obra #18825561 Fonograma #15339034