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LYRICS
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
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol� days,
When our momma sang us to sleep but now 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
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."
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol� days,
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we�re stressed out.
