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Intro -x2-: F Dm Am -2x-

F                          Dm                        Am
I wish I found some better sounds no one’s ever heard,
                           Am
I wish I had a better voice that sang some better words,
F                          Dm                        Am
I wish I found some chords in an order that is new,
                           Am
I wish I didn't have to rhyme every time I sang,
F                          Dm                        Am
I was told when I get older all my fears would shrink,
                           Am
But now I’m insecure and I care what people think.


          F              Dm              Am              Am         
My name's Blurryface and I care what you think.
          F              Dm              Am              Am 
My name's Blurryface and I care what you think.


F             Em            Am        Em
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol’ days,
Am       G          C               E
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we’re stressed out.
Am            G             C         E            
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol’ days,
Am       G          C               E
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we’re stressed out.


F Dm Am
        We're stressed out.
F Dm Am


Am                         G
Sometimes a certain smell will take me back to when I was young,
Dm                         C
How come I’m never able to identify where it’s coming from,
Am                          G
I’d make a candle out of it if I ever found it,
       Dm                                          C
Try to sell it, never sell out of it, I’d probably only sell one,


Am                               G
It’d be to my brother, ‘cause we have the same nose,
     Dm                          C
Same clothes homegrown a stone’s throw from a creek we used to roam,
F                               Dm
But it would remind us of when nothing really mattered,
       Am                                   Am
Out of student loans and treehouse homes we all would take the latter.


                F              Dm              Am              Am         
My-My-My name's Blurryface and I care what you think.
          F              Dm              Am              Am 
My name's Blurryface and I care what you think.


F             Em            Am        Em
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol’ days,
Am       G          C               E
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we’re stressed out.
Am            G             C         E            
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol’ days,
Am       G          C               E
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we’re stressed out.


   Am                              G
We used to play pretend, give each other different names,
         C                                 E
We would build a rocket ship and then we’d fly it far away,
        Am                                   G
Used to dream of outer space but now they’re laughing at our face,
        C                          E
Saying, "wake up, you need to make money."
Yeah.


   Am                              G
We used to play pretend, give each other different names,
         C                                 E
We would build a rocket ship and then we’d fly it far away,
        Am                                   G
Used to dream of outer space but now they’re laughing at our face,
        C                          E
Saying, "wake up, you need to make money."
Yeah.


Dm            C             Am       Em  
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol’ days,
Am       G          C                E
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we’re stressed out.
Am            G             C        E
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol’ days,
Am       G          C                E
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we’re stressed out.


F                             Dm                    
Used to play pretend, used to play pretend, honey
   Am                         Am
We used to play pretend, wake up, you need the money
F                             Dm
Used to play pretend, used to play pretend, honey
   Am                         Am
We used to play pretend, wake up, you need the money
F                                  Dm
Used to play pretend, give each other different names,
         Am                                Am
We would build a rocket ship and then we’d fly it far away,
         F                                   Dm
Used to dream of outer space but now they’re laughing at our face,
         Am                        Am
Saying, "wake up, you need to make money."
Yeah.
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