Текст песни Twenty One Pilots - stresset out по русский

I wish I could come up with better sounds than the ones we have
And have a better voice, songs, cool new lyrics.
Fold chords like no one else did.
I wish I didn't rhyme every line

I was told you will grow up
fears will disappear
But I'm 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 guy
And your look is important to me.

To return the time to sleep.
To the good old days
Mom sang there for the night to us.
And here we are exhausted.
To return the time to sleep.
To the good old days
Mom sang there for the night to us.
And here we are exhausted.

We are exhausted.

Sometimes the same smell
Will bring me back to this dream.
How so, I cannot understand
Where does it come from?
I'd make candles with him if only I could find
would sell them,
Would not sell
Probably I would only sell it once.

To your little brother
After all, we have one nose, weight, height, eye color.
And this world was very simple for us when mentioning these days of peace without creedites and skateboards, we would choose the latter.

I-I-I am a humble type
And your look is important to me.
I'm just a humble guy
And your look is important to me

to return time to sleep.
to the good old days,
Mom sang there for the night to us.
and here we are exhausted.
to return time to sleep.
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 we walked until dark.
The stars are shining on the porch.
But life laughs in our faces
Shouting: "Enough, you need money."
Ya.

We liked to play
We changed names
We flew rockets.
And we walked until dark.
The stars are shining on the porch.
But life laughs in our faces
With a shout: "Enough, you need money."
Ya.

To return the time to sleep.
To the good old days
Mom sang there for the night to us.
And here we are exhausted.
To return the time to sleep.
To the good old days
Mom sang there for the night to us.
And here we are exhausted.

We fell and broke our knees in the blood.
We fell, and again, got up to make money.
We fell and broke our knees in the blood.
We fell, and again, got up to make money.

We liked to play
We changed names
We flew rockets.
And we walked until dark.
The stars are shining on the porch.
But life laughs in our faces
Shouting: "Enough, you need money."
Ya.