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Twenty One Pilots

Stressed Out

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Acordes de guitarra

 
 
 

© Transcriptor: Anton Gavzov (https://Muzland.es)

Lyrics and Music by Tyler Joseph


Intro: F# D#m | Bbm  } 2 times

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

              F#               D#m             Bbm
   My name’s ‘Blurryface’, and I care what you think.
              F#               D#m             Bbm
   My name’s ‘Blurryface’, and I care what you think.

Chorus:
   F#              C#/F          Bbm     F          Bbm
     Wish we could turn back time to the good old days,
              G#         C#               F
     When our mamas sang us to sleep, but now we’re stressed out.
     Bbm               G#              C#         F          Bbm
     Oh, wish we could turn back time, oh, to the good old days,
              G#         C#               F
     When our mamas sang us to sleep, but now we’re stressed out,

Instrumental: F# D#m | Bbm

     We’re stressed out.

Instrumental: F# D#m | Bbm

Bbm                            G#
Sometimes a certain smell will take me back to when I was young.
D#m                         C#
How come I’m never able to identify where it’s coming from?
Bbm                         G#
I’d make a candle out of it if I ever found it.
       D#m                                C#
Try to sell it, never sell out of it, I’d probably only sell one.
Bbm                              G#
It’d be to my brother, ‘cause we have the same nose.
     D#m                           C#
Same clothes, homegrown, a stone’s throw from a creek we used to roam.
F#                             D#m
But it would remind us of when nothing really mattered,
       Bbm
Out of student loans and treehouse homes, we all would take the latter.

                      F#               D#m             Bbm
   Uh, my, my name’s ‘Blurryface’, and I care what you think.
              F#               D#m             Bbm
   My name’s ‘Blurryface’, and I care what you think.

Chorus:
   F#              C#/F          Bbm     F          Bbm
     Wish we could turn back time to the good old days,
              G#         C#               F
     When our mamas sang us to sleep, but now we’re stressed out.
     Bbm               G#              C#         F          Bbm
     Oh, wish we could turn back time, oh, to the good old days,
              G#         C#               F
     When our mamas sang us to sleep, but now we’re stressed out.

   Bbm                             G#
We used to play pretend, give each other different names,
         C#                                F
We would build a rocket ship and then we’d fly it far away.
        Bbm                                  G#
Used to dream of outer space but now they’re laughing out their face,
         C#                        F
Saying, “Wake up, you need to make money.” Yo!

   Bbm                             G#
We used to play pretend, give each other different names,
         C#                                F
We would build a rocket ship and then we’d fly it far away.
        Bbm                                  G#
Used to dream of outer space but now they’re laughing out their face,
         C#                        F
Saying, “Wake up, you need to make money.” Yo!

Chorus:
   F#              C#/F          Bbm     F          Bbm
     Wish we could turn back time to the good old days,
              G#         C#               F
     When our mamas sang us to sleep, but now we’re stressed out.
     Bbm               G#              C#         F          Bbm
     Oh, wish we could turn back time, oh, to the good old days,
              G#         C#               F
     When our mamas sang us to sleep, but now we’re stressed out.

   F#                            D#m
We used to play pretend, used to play pretend money,
   Bbm
We used to play pretend, wake up, you need the money.
   F#                            D#m
We used to play pretend, used to play pretend money,
   Bbm
We used to play pretend, wake up, you need the money.

   F#                              D#m
We used to play pretend, give each other different names,
         Bbm
We would build a rocket ship and then we’d fly it far away.
        F#                                   D#m
Used to dream of outer space but now they’re laughing out their face,
         Bbm
Saying, “Wake up, you need to make money.” Yo!
 
 
 
 
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