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Stressed Out
Twenty One Pilots
twenty one pilot - Stressed Out |-/

Standard Tuning - No Capo

   Am  C   Dm  Em  F   G
e|-0---0---1---0---1---3-|
B|-1---1---3---0---1---3-|
G|-2---0---2---0---2---0-|
D|-2---2---0---2---3---0-|
A|-0---3---x---2---3---2-|
E|-x---0---x---0---1---3-|

Intro:
F Dm Am Am

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               Dm              Am
 My name's Blurryface, and I care what you think
           F               Dm              Am
 My name's Blurryface, and I care what you think
F              Am            G       C         F
 Wish we could turn back time to the good old days
          Am          C                Em
 When our mommas sang us to sleep, but now we're stressed out
F              Am            G       C         F
 Wish we could turn back time to the good old days
          Am          C                Em                     F Dm
 When our mommas sang us to sleep, but now we're stressed out
Am              F  Dm Am Am
 We're stressed out


F                               Dm
 Sometimes a certain smell will take me back to when I was young
Am
 How come I'm never able to identify where it's coming from
F                             Dm
 I'd make a candle out of it, if I ever found it
Am
 Try to sell it, never sell out of it, I'd probably only ever sell one
F                            Dm
 I'd give it to my brother because we have the same nose
Am
 Same clothes, home grown, the stones thrown from the creek we used to roam
F                            Dm
 But it would remind of when nothing really mattered
Am
 Out of student loans and tree house homes, we all would take the ladder


           F               Dm              Am
 My name's Blurryface, and I care what you think
           F               Dm              Am
 My name's Blurryface, and I care what you think
F              Am            G       C         F
 Wish we could turn back time to the good old days
          Am          C                Em
 When our mommas sang us to sleep, but now we're stressed out
F              Am            G       C         F
 Wish we could turn back time to the good old days
          Am          C                Em
 When our mommas sang us to sleep, but now we're stressed out


    Am                              G
 We used to play pretend, give each other different names
          C                                 Em
 We would build a rocket ship and then we'd fly it far away
         Am                                   G
 Used to dream of outer space but now they're laughing at our face saying
  C                        Em
 "Wake up you need to make money"
    Am                              G
 We used to play pretend, give each other different names
          C                                 Em
 We would build a rocket ship and then we'd fly it far away
         Am                                   G
 Used to dream of outer space but now they're laughing at our face saying
  C                        Em
 "Wake up you need to make money"


F              Am            G       C         F
 Wish we could turn back time to the good old days
          Am          C                Em
 When our mommas sang us to sleep, but now we're stressed out
F              Am            G       C         F
 Wish we could turn back time to the good old days
          Am          C                Em
 When our mommas sang us to sleep, but now we're stressed out


F                         Dm
 We used to play pretend, used to play pretend, money
Am
 We used to play pretend, wake up, you need the money
F                         Dm
 We used to play pretend, used to play pretend, money
Am
 We used to play pretend, wake up, you need the money
    F                               Dm
 We used to play pretend, give each other different names
          Am
 We would build a rocket ship and then we'd it fly far away
         F                                    Dm
 Used to dream of outer space but now they're laughing at our face saying
  Am
 "Wake up you need to make money"



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