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, homegrowna 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
