Written by:New Tribute Kings
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 home grown the 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 tree house 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 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 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 singing wake up you need to make
Money yeah
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 singing 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
We 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
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