ROWKA - Stress Down

I wish I found some better sounds no one's ever heard

I wish I had a better voice that sang some better words

I wish I found some chords in an order that is new

I wish I didn't have to rhyme every time I sang

I was told when I get older, all my fears would shrink

But now I'm insecure, and I care what people think

My name's Blurryface and I care what you think

Wish we could turn back time to the good old days

When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out

Sometimes a certain smell will take me back to when I was young

How come I'm never able to identify where it's coming from?

I'd make a candle out of it, if I ever found it

Try to sell it, never sell out of it, I'd probably only sell one

It'd be to my brother, cause we have the same nose, same clothes,

Home grown, the stone's throw from a creek we used to roam

But it would remind us of when nothing really mattered

Out of student loans and tree house homes

We all would take the latter