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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: B G#m | D#m  } 2 times

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

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

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

Instrumental: B G#m | D#m

     We’re stressed out.

Instrumental: B G#m | D#m

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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