Twenty One Pilots — Stressed Out (G#m) | printer-friendly version

Twenty One Pilots: "Stressed Out"
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© Chorded by Anton Gavzov // chief of the project (https://Muzland.info)
± BPM (tempo): ♩ = 85 beats per minute
Lyrics and Music by Tyler Joseph
Intro: E C#m | G#m  } 2 times

E                          C#m
I wish I found some better sounds
No one’s ever heard,
G#m
I wish I had a better voice and sang
Some better words.
E                          C#m
I wish I found some chords in an order
That is new,
G#m
I wish I didn’t have to rhyme
Every time I sang.
E                     C#m
I was told when I get older
All my fears would shrink,
    G#m
But now I’m insecure, and I care
What people think.

              E
   My name’s ‘Blurryface’,
       C#m             G#m
   And I care what you think.
              E
   My name’s ‘Blurryface’,
       C#m             G#m
   And I care what you think.

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

Instrumental: E C#m | G#m

     We’re stressed out.

Instrumental: E C#m | G#m

G#m
Sometimes a certain smell
     F#
Will take me back to when I was young.
C#m
How come I’m never able
    B
To identify where it’s coming from?
G#m
I’d make a candle out of it
F#
If I ever found it.
       C#m
Try to sell it, never sell out of it,
    B
I’d probably only sell one.

G#m
It’d be to my brother,
          F#
‘Cause we have the same nose.
     C#m
Same clothes, homegrown,
          B
A stone’s throw from a creek we used to roam.
E
But it would remind us
        C#m
Of when nothing really mattered,
       G#m
Out of student loans and treehouse homes,
We all would take the latter.

                      E
   Uh, my, my name’s ‘Blurryface’,
       C#m             G#m
   And I care what you think.
              E
   My name’s ‘Blurryface’,
       C#m             G#m
   And I care what you think.

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

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

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

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

   E
We used to play pretend,
        C#m
Used to play pretend money,
   G#m
We used to play pretend,
Wake up, you need the money.
   E
We used to play pretend,
        C#m
Used to play pretend money,
   G#m
We used to play pretend,
Wake up, you need the money.

   E
We used to play pretend,
          C#m
Give each other different names,
         G#m
We would build a rocket ship
And then we’d fly it far away.
        E
Used to dream of outer space
                C#m
But now they’re laughing out their face,
         G#m
Saying, “Wake up, you need to make money.” Yo!
Finger notations of chords (guitar)