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in an order that is new sounds no one's ever heard that sang some better words I wish I had a better voice I wish I didn't have to rhyme I wish I found some better every time I sang I wish I found some chords |
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all my fears would shrink and I care what you think My name's 'Blurryface' My name's 'Blurryface' and I care what you think and I care what people think I was told when I get older But now I'm insecure |
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to the good ol' days Wish we could turn back time but now we're stressed out Wish we could turn back time to the good ol' days When our momma sang us to sleep When our momma sang us to sleep We're stressed out but now we're stressed out |
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if I ever found it Sometimes a certain smell to identify where it's coming from? never sell out of it I'd probably only sell one will take me back to when I was young Try to sell it How come I'm never able I'd make a candle out of it |
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'cause we have the same nose But it would remind us we used to roam Out of student loans and treehouse homes of when nothing really mattered Same clothes homegrown It'd be to my brother we all would take the latter a stone's throw from a creek |
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My name's 'Blurryface' and I care what you think My name's 'Blurryface' and I care what you think |
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When our momma sang us to sleep Wish we could turn back time to the good ol' days to the good ol' days but now we're stressed out Wish we could turn back time When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out |
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and then we'd fly it far away give each other different names Used to dream of outer space We used to play pretend We would build a rocket ship but now they're laughing at our face Yo you need to make money" Saying, "Wake up |
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but now they're laughing at our face Saying, "Wake up give each other different names Yo. you need to make money" We would build a rocket ship Used to dream of outer space and then we'd fly it far away We used to play pretend |
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Wish we could turn back time When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out to the good ol' days but now we're stressed out When our momma sang us to sleep to the good ol' days Wish we could turn back time |
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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. used to play pretend, bunny. Used to play pretend, We used to play pretend, give each other different names. |
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and then we'd fly it far away. Saying, "Wake up, We would build a rocket ship, but now they're laughing at our face. Yo you need to make money!" Used to dream of outer space, |
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