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: F Dm | Am  } 2 times

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

              F
   My name’s ‘Blurryface’,
       Dm              Am
   And I care what you think.
              F
   My name’s ‘Blurryface’,
       Dm              Am
   And I care what you think.

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

Instrumental: F Dm | Am

     We’re stressed out.

Instrumental: F Dm | Am

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

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

                      F
   Uh, my, my name’s ‘Blurryface’,
       Dm              Am
   And I care what you think.
              F
   My name’s ‘Blurryface’,
       Dm              Am
   And I care what you think.

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

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

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

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

   F
We used to play pretend,
        Dm
Used to play pretend money,
   Am
We used to play pretend,
Wake up, you need the money.
   F
We used to play pretend,
        Dm
Used to play pretend money,
   Am
We used to play pretend,
Wake up, you need the money.

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