Текст песни Музыкант вещает - Twenty One Pilots - Stressed Out

I would like to come up with better sounds, those that are
Have a better voice, sing cool new text
Chord like no one else
I wish I didn't rhyme every line
I was told to grow up - fears will disappear
But I am shy of everyone, and I'm afraid that they will not understand

Modest type and your opinion is important to me
I am only a modest type and your opinion is important to me
(Return time back
To the good old days
Mom sang there for us at night, but here we are exhausted) x2
We are powerless.

Sometimes the same smell will bring me back to this dream
How so, I just can’t understand where it comes from
I would have made candles with him if I only found
And would sell, but would not sell
Probably would have sold only once!
To our little brother, because we have one nose, weight, height, eye color
And this world was very simple for us.
As a reminder of these days of peace
Of the loans and skateboards, we would choose the second

Modest type and your opinion is important to me
I am only a modest type and your opinion is important to me
Bring back time
To the good old days
Mom sang there for the night to us, and here we are exhausted
Bring back time
To the good old days
Mom sang there for the night to us, and here ...
(We liked to play, we changed names
We flew rockets and walked until dark
The stars are shining above the porch
But life laughs in our faces
With a cry - Enough, you need money!) X2
(Return time back
To the good old days
Mom sang there for us at night, but here we are exhausted) x2

(We fell and broke our knees in the blood
We fell and got up again to make money!) X2
We liked to play, we changed names
We flew rockets and walked until dark
The stars are shining above the porch
But life laughs in our faces
With a cry - Enough, you need money!