Stressed Out
Wish I found some better sounds no one's ever heard
Wish I had a better voice that sang some better words
Wish I found some chords in an order that is new
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
Wish we could turn back time
To the good old days
When our mama sang us to sleep
But now we're stressed out
Wish we could turn back time
To the good old days
When our mama 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 tree house homes
We all would take the latter
Wish we could turn back time
To the good old days
When our mama sang us to sleep
But now we're stressed out
Wish we could turn back time
To the good old days
When our mama 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 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 mama sang us to sleep
But now we're stressed out
Wish we could turn back time
To the good old days
When our mama 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
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
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
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
We're stressed out
Wish I had a better voice that sang some better words
Wish I found some chords in an order that is new
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
Wish we could turn back time
To the good old days
When our mama sang us to sleep
But now we're stressed out
Wish we could turn back time
To the good old days
When our mama 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 tree house homes
We all would take the latter
Wish we could turn back time
To the good old days
When our mama sang us to sleep
But now we're stressed out
Wish we could turn back time
To the good old days
When our mama 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 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 mama sang us to sleep
But now we're stressed out
Wish we could turn back time
To the good old days
When our mama 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
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
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
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
We're stressed out
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Writer(s): Tyler Joseph
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