Текст песни Twenty One Pilots - Stressed out

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, home grown,

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.