[bad word] twentyoneclique

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

I wish I had a better voice to sing 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 sing

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

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

[HOOK]

My name’s BLURRYFACE and I care what you think

My name’s BLURRYFACE and I care what you think 
 [bad word] 

Wish we could turn back time to the good old days

When the mama sang us to sleep when I was stressed out

Wish we could turn back time to the good old days

When the mama sang us to sleep but now we’re stressed out

We’re stressed out

Sometimes a certain smell will take me back to when I was young
 [bad word] I’m never able to identify where [bad word] 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

Give it to my brother, ‘cause we have the same nose

Same clothes, home grown, the stones thrown from the creek we used to roam

But it would remind us of when nothing really mattered

Out of student loans ‘n’ treehouse homes we’d always take the latter

[HOOK]

My name’s BLURRYFACE and I care what you think

My name’s BLURRYFACE and I care what you think 
 [bad word] 

Wish we could turn back time to the good old days

When the mama sang us to sleep when I was stressed out

Wish we could turn back time to the good old days

When the mama sang us to sleep but now we’re stressed out

We used to play pretend

Give each other different names

We would build a rocket ship ‘n’ then we’d fly it far away

Used to dream of outer space but now they’d laughin’ at our face

Sayin’ “WAKE UP YOU NEED TO MAKE MONEY”

We used to play pretend

Give each other different names

We would build a rocket ship ‘n’ then we’d fly it far away

Used to dream of outer space but now they laughin’ at our face

Sayin’ “WAKE UP YOU NEED TO MAKE MONEY”
 [bad word] 

Wish we could turn back time to the good old days

When the mama sang us to sleep when I was stressed out

Wish we could turn back time to the good old days

When the mama sang us to sleep but now we’re stressed out

[BLURRYFACE//pitched low]

We used to play pretend, used to play pretend, money

We used to play pretend, wake up you need the money 

Used to play pretend, used to play pretend, money

We used to play pretend, wake up you need the money 

Used to play pretend

Give each other different names

We would build a rocket ship ‘n’ then we’d fly it far away

Used to dream of outer space but now they laughin’ at our face

Sayin’ “WAKE UP YOU NEED TO MAKE MONEY”, yo