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I wish I found some better sounds no one's ever heardI wish I had a better voice at saying some better wordsI wish I found some chords in an order that is newI wish I didn't have to rhyme every time I sangI was told when I get older all my fears would shrinkBut now I'm insecure and I care what people thinkMy name's Furry Face and I care what you thinkMy name's Furry Face and I care what you thinkWish we could turn back time to the good old daysWhen our mama sang us to sleep but now we're stressed outWish we could turn back time to the good old daysWhen our mama sang us to sleep but now we're stressed outWe're stressed outSometimes a certain smell will take me back to when I was youngHow come I'm never able to identify where it's coming fromI'd make a candle out of it if I ever found itTry to sell it, never sell out of it, I'd probably only sell oneI wish I could be to my brother, cause we have the same noseSame clothes, homegrown, a stone's throw from a creek we used to roamBut it would remind us of when nothing really matteredOut of student loans and treehouse homes, we'd always seek the latterMy name's Furry Face and I care what you thinkMy name's Furry Face and I care what you thinkWish we could turn back time to the good old daysWhen our mama sang us to sleep but now we're stressed outWish we could turn back time to the good old daysWhen our mama sang us to sleep but now we're stressed outWe used to play pretend and give each other different namesWe would build a rocket ship and then we'd fly it far awayUsed to dream about our space but now they're laughing at our faceSaying wake up, you need to make moneyWe used to play pretend and give each other different namesWe would build a rocket ship and then we'd fly it far awayUsed to dream about our space but now they're laughing at our faceSaying wake up, you need to make moneyWish we could turn back time to the good old daysWhen our mama sang us to sleep but now we're stressed outWish we could turn back time to the good old daysWhen our mama sang us to sleep but now we're stressed outWe used to play pretend, used to play pretend, moneyWe used to play pretend, wake up, you need the moneyWe used to play pretend, used to play pretend, moneyWe used to play pretend, wake up, you need the moneyWe used to play pretend, give each other different namesWe would build a rocket ship and then we'd fly it far awayUsed to dream about our space but now they're laughing at our faceSaying wake up, you need to make money