Stressed Out (Emotional Roadshow Version)

[Verse 1] I wish I wrote a different song no one's ever heard I wish my Mom would just admit she's sick of every word Overplayed, overstayed, it was a smash hit Funny how overplayed songs sound like crap I was told our true fans don't like this song But I hope they sing along, I hope they sing along [Pre-Chorus] My name's Blurryface and I care what you think My name's Blurryface and I care what you think [Chorus] Wish we could turn back time to the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out Wish we could turn back time to the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out [Post-Chorus] We're stressed out [Verse 2] 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, homegrown, 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 [Pre-Chorus] My name's Blurryface and I care what you think My name's Blurryface and I care what you think [Chorus] Wish we could turn back time to the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out Wish we could turn back time to the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out [Bridge] Used to play pretend, give each other different names We would build a rocket ship and then we'd fly it far away Used to dream of outer space, but now they're laughin' at our face Singin', "Wake up, you need to make money!," yeah Used to play pretend, give each other different names We would build a rocket ship and then we'd fly it far away Used to dream of outer space, but now they're laughin' at our face Singin', "Wake up, you need to make money!," yeah [Chorus] Wish we could turn back time to the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out Wish we could turn back time to the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out [Outro] 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 and then we'd fly it far away Used to dream of outer space, but now they're laughin' at our face Sayin', "Wake up, you need to make money!," yeah