Lyrics:
You light me up inside
Like the 4th of July
Whenever youre around
I always seem to smile
And people ask me how
Well youre the reason why
Im dancing in the mirror
And singing in the shower
La-da-dee, la-da-da, la-da-da
Singing in the shower
La-da-dee, la-da-da, la-da-da
Singing in the shower
℗ 2012 Atlantic Recording Corporation for the United States and WEA International Inc. for the world outside of the United States
Audio Recording Engineer: Ari Levine
Lead Vocals: Bruno Mars
Additional Engineer: Charles Moniz
Mastering Engineer: Dave Kutch
Mixing Engineer: Manny Marroquin
Executive Producer: The Smeezingtons
Writer: Ari Levine
Writer: Bruno Mars
Writer: Philip Lawrence
Writer: Phredley Brown
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Producer: Benito Benites
Producer: Benito Benites, John «Virgo» Garrett III
Producer: John «Virgo» Garrett III
Producer: John Benito Benites, «Virgo» Garrett III
Vocals: SNAP!
Lyricist, Writer: Antoniette Colandreo
Composer: Benito Benites
Composer: John Virgo Garrett III
Composer: John Virgo Garrett III
Directed by Reel Bear Media (http://reelbearmedia.com)
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LYRICS
I wish I found some better sounds no one’s ever heard,
I wish I had a better voice that sang some better words,
I wish I found some chords in an order that is new,
I wish I didnt have to rhyme every time I sang,
I was told when I get older all my fears would shrink,
But now I’m insecure and I care what people think.
My name’s ‘Blurryface’ and I care what you think
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol’ days,
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we’re stressed out.
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 a 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 treehouse homes we all would take the latter.
My name’s ‘Blurryface’ and I care what you think
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol’ days,
When our momma 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 and then we’d fly it far away,
Used to dream of outer space but now they’re laughing at our face,
Saying, “wake up, you need to make money."
Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol’ days,
When our momma sang us to sleep but now we’re stressed out.