Текст песни Twenty One Pilots - Stressed Out - By Музыкант вещает

I wish I could come up with better sounds than those that are
Have a better voice, sing cool new lyrics to them
Fold chords like nobody else did
I wish I didn't rhyme every line
They told me - as you grow up, fears will disappear
And I am ashamed of everyone, and I'm afraid they won't understand.

Modest type and your look is important to me
I'm just a humble type and your look is important to me

To turn back time
To the good old days (2x)
Mom sang for us there at night, and here we are exhausted

Sometimes the same smell will bring me back to this dream
How so, I just can't understand where it comes from
I'd make candles with him if only I could find
And I would sell, but I would not sell
Probably would have sold only once!
To my brother, because we have one nose, weight, height, eye color
And this world was very simple for us
As a reminder of these rest days
From loans and skateboards, we would choose the latter

I am a modest type and your look is important to me
I'm just a humble type and your look is important to me
To turn back time
To the good old days (2X)
Mom sang for us there at night, and here we are exhausted

We liked to play, we changed names
We flew rockets and walked until dark
The stars are shining over the porch
but life laughs in our face (2X)
With a shout-Enough, you need money!

To turn back time
To the good old days (2x)
Mom sang for us there at night, and here we are exhausted

We fell and broke our knees in blood (2X)
We fell and got up again to make money!

We liked to play, we changed names
We flew rockets and walked until dark
The stars are shining over the porch
but life laughs in our faces
With a shout-Enough, you need money!