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I wish I found some better sounds no one’s ever heard
I wish I had a better voice to sing 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 sing
I was told when I get older all my fears would shrink
But now I’m insecure, and I care what people think

[HOOK]

My name’s BLURRYFACE and I care what you think
My name’s BLURRYFACE and I care what you think

[CHORUS]

Wish we could turn back time to the good old days
When the mama sang us to sleep when I was stressed out
Wish we could turn back time to the good old days
When the 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
Give it to my brother, ‘cause we have the same nose
Same clothes, home grown, the stones thrown from the creek we used to roam
But it would remind us of when nothing really mattered
Out of student loans and treehouse homes we’d always take the latter

[HOOK]

My name’s BLURRYFACE and I care what you think
My name’s BLURRYFACE and I care what you think

[CHORUS]

Wish we could turn back time to the good old days
When the mama sang us to sleep when I was stressed out
Wish we could turn back time to the good old days
When the mama 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 ‘n’ then we’d fly it far away
Used to dream of outer space but now they’d laughin’ at our face
Sayin’ “WAKE UP YOU NEED TO MAKE MONEY”

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 laughin’ at our face
Sayin’ “WAKE UP YOU NEED TO MAKE MONEY”

[CHORUS]

Wish we could turn back time to the good old days
When the mama sang us to sleep when I was stressed out
Wish we could turn back time to the good old days
When the mama sang us to sleep but now we’re stressed out

[BLURRYFACE//pitched low]

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 ‘n’ then we’d fly it far away
Used to dream of outer space but now they laughin’ at our face
Sayin’ “WAKE UP YOU NEED TO MAKE MONEY”, yo.

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