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| == Background == | | == Background == |
| The lyrics of “''Stressed Out''” are told in the first person, with the story being told by both the character Blurryface (a representation of Tyler’s insecurities) and an anxious Tyler feeling intense childhood nostalgia. The song is primarily about a wish to regain the innocence and carefree nature of childhood, before insecurities (i.e. Blurryface) existed.
| | “Fairly Local” is the lead single from Twenty One Pilots' fourth album, ''Blurryface''.<ref name=":0">https://genius.com/Twenty-one-pilots-fairly-local-lyrics</ref> |
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| It was released on April 27, 2015 as the third single from their second studio album, ''Blurryface''. In February 2016, it managed to reach number two on the Hot 100, becoming their first single to reach that height.
| | The phrase 'fairly local' is Twenty One Pilots' way of saying that they have both gone through the same dark times that we also go through. |
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| The music video features [[Josh Dun]] and [[Tyler Joseph]] riding big-wheels and hanging out in their childhood bedrooms, suggesting a state of crippling nostalgia and perhaps even arrested development.
| | They have mentioned in interviews that a lot of musicians are not genuine when it comes to their songs. Some musicians do not believe in the words they are singing and they are creating music for the wrong reasons. This is why this song (or any of their songs, for that matter) will "never be on the radio". Twenty one pilots' lyrics are much deeper than most pop music that is about less important things like partying, drinking etc. Because their songs are so heavy, it is not likely that the general population will grab onto them as a band. |
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| On April 30, 2021 ''Stressed Out'' was certified Diamond by the RIAA, their first Diamond certification.<ref name=":0">https://genius.com/Twenty-one-pilots-stressed-out-lyrics</ref>
| | "The world around us is burning, but we're so cold. It's the few, the proud and the emotional." |
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| | It is scary to recognize all of these problems that humanity has. It is even more terrifying to look at ourselves, as individuals, and to bring all of our faults to the table. |
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| | Towards the end of the song, everything is reversed. We realize and accept that we are messed up. Even with all of this evilness that humans have, we are not going to just let it keep happening. We are going to try our hardest to stop hurting others. <ref>https://songmeanings.com/songs/view/3530822107859503375/</ref> |
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| == Versions == | | == Versions == |
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| ! style= |Notes | | ! style= |Notes |
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| | style= |Stressed Out | | | style= |Fairly Local |
| | style= |[[Blurryface]] | | | style= |[[Blurryface]] |
| | style= |3:23 | | | style= |3:28 |
| | style= |2014-2015 | | | style= |2014-2015 |
| | style= |April 28, 2015 | | | style= |March 17, 2015 |
| | style= | | | | style= | |
| |} | | |} |
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| == Live == | | == Live == |
| <youtube>CS12mAM6LP4</youtube> | | <youtube>tijOpyYa4bA</youtube> |
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| == Lyrics == | | == Lyrics == |
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| |[Verse 1] | | |[Chorus] |
| I wish I found some better sounds no one's ever heard | | Ah, I'm fairly local, I've been around |
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| I wish I had a better voice that sang some better words | | I've seen the streets you're walkin' down |
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| I wish I found some chords in an order that is new | | I'm fairly local, good people now |
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| I wish I didn't have to rhyme every time I sang
| | Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh |
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| I was told, when I get older, all my fears would shrink
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| But now I'm insecure, and I care what people think
| | I'm evil to the core, what I shouldn't do I will |
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| [Pre-Chorus]
| | They say I'm emotional, what I wanna save I'll kill |
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| My name's Blurryface and I care what you think
| | Is that who I truly am? I truly don't have a chance |
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| My name's Blurryface and I care what you think
| | Tomorrow I'll keep a beat and repeat yesterday's dance |
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| [Chorus] | | [Pre-Chorus] |
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| Wish we could turn back time (Time, time) to the good old days
| | Yo, this song will never be on the radio |
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| When our momma sang us to sleep, but now we're stressed out (Out, oh)
| | Even if my clique were to pick and the people were to vote |
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| Wish we could turn back time (Oh) to the good old days (Oh)
| | It's the few, the proud, and the emotional |
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| When our momma sang us to sleep, but now we're stressed out (Out, out, out, out)
| | Yo, you, bulletproof in black like a funeral |
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| [Post-Chorus]
| | The world around us is burnin', but we're so cold |
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| We're stressed out (Out, out, out, out)
| | It's the few, the proud, and the emotional |
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| [Verse 2] | | [Chorus] |
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| Sometimes a certain smell will take me back to when I was young
| | Ah, I'm fairly local, I've been around |
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| How come I'm never able to identify where it's comin' from?
| | I've seen the streets you're walkin' down |
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| I'd make a candle out of it, if I ever found it | | I'm fairly local, good people now |
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| Try to sell it, never sell out of it, I'd probably only sell one
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| It'd be to my brother, 'cause we have the same nose
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| Same clothes, homegrown, a stone's throw from a creek we used to roam
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| But it would remind us of when nothing really mattered
| | I'm not evil to the core, what I shouldn't do I will fight |
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| Out of student loans and treehouse homes, we all would take the latter/ladder
| | I know I'm emotional, what I wanna save I will try |
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| [Pre-Chorus]
| | I know who I truly am, I truly do have a chance |
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| My-my-my name's Blurryface and I care what you think
| | Tomorrow I'll switch the beat to avoid yesterday's dance |
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| My name's Blurryface and I care what you think
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| [Chorus]
| | Yo, this song will never be on the radio |
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| Wish we could turn back time (Time, time) to the good old days
| | Even if my clique were to pick and the people were to vote |
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| When our momma sang us to sleep, but now we're stressed out (Out, oh)
| | It's the few, the proud, and the emotional |
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| Wish we could turn back time (Oh) to the good old days (Oh)
| | Yo, you, bulletproof in black like a funeral |
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| When our momma sang us to sleep, but now we're stressed out
| | The world around us is burnin', but we're so cold |
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| [Bridge]
| | It's the few, the proud, and the emotional |
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| We used to play pretend, give each other different names
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| We would build a rocket ship and then we'd fly it far away
| | I'm fairly local, I've been around |
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| Used to dream of outer space, but now they're laughin' at our face
| | I've seen the streets you're walkin' down |
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| Sayin', "Wake up, you need to make money," yeah
| | I'm fairly local, good people now |
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| We used to play pretend, give each other different names
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| We would build a rocket ship and then we'd fly it far away
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| Used to dream of outer space, but now they're laughin' at our face
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| Sayin', "Wake up, you need to make money," yeah
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| [Chorus] | | [Chorus] |
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| Wish we could turn back time (Time, time) to the good old days
| | Ah, I'm fairly local, I've been around |
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| When our momma sang us to sleep, but now we're stressed out (Out, oh)
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| Wish we could turn back time (Oh) to the good old days (Oh)
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| When our momma sang us to sleep, but now we're stressed out
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| [Outro]
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| We used to play pretend, used to play pretend, money
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| We used to play pretend, wake up, you need the money
| | I've seen the streets (I've seen the streets) you're walkin' down |
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| Used to play pretend, used to play pretend, money
| | I'm fairly local, good people now |
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| We used to play pretend, wake up, you need the money
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| Used to play pretend, give each other different names
| | I'm fairly local, good people now |
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| We would build a rocket ship and then we'd fly it far away
| | Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, good people now |
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| Used to dream of outer space, but now they're laughin' at our face
| | Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, good people now |
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| Sayin', "Wake up, you need to make money," yeah
| | Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh |
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| !Lyrics | | !Lyrics |
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| |''Rike'', who did the design of the Blurryface album, said this about the Blurryface concept based on his conversations with Tyler:<blockquote>Blurryface isn’t that black and white. There are more layers to him than described. He can either be represented as sad, angry, evil, or deceptive. He has a tendency to draw you in, but only to pull you down. ''Tyler mentioned a vision of his mutilated face, and all of the dread associated with the elusive enemy. There is something vague about him, and something that cannot be completely described.'' No matter what your interpretation of Blurryface is, it’s safe to say that he remains something that we try to hide, and not show to the outside world.</blockquote> | | |“Fairly Local” is the lead single from twenty one pilots' fourth album, ''Blurryface''. |
| When Tyler sang this song live, he didn’t get the type of positive reaction that he was hoping for. Because of this, he felt like he let his fans down and needed to rework the song for the band’s live performances. So, in a successful attempt to fix this, he changed the first verse to this:<blockquote>I wish I wrote a different song no one’s ever heard
| | The song describes two sides of Tyler’s personality, with two opposing verses. One is narrated by Blurryface, a personification of all of Tyler’s doubts, insecurities, and self loathing, and another is told from the perspective of Tyler himself, who is trying his best to destroy Blurryface. |
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| I wish my mom would just admit she’s sick of every word
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| Overplayed, overstayed, it was a smash hit
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| Funny how overplayed songs sound like crap
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| I was told our true fans don’t like this song
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| But I hope they sing along, I hope they sing along<ref name=":0" /><ref>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rMXMuC7o2fY</ref> </blockquote>
| | Despite the fact “Fairly Local” received no official radio rotation, the track peaked at #4 on the ''Billboard Digital Song'' chart and #8 on the ''Billboard Hot Rock Songs'' chart.<ref name=":0" /> |
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| | style="text-align:center;" |all meanings of the lyrics are taken from the [https://genius.com/artists/Twenty-one-pilots Genius] website | | | style="text-align:center;" |all meanings of the lyrics are taken from the [https://genius.com/artists/Twenty-one-pilots Genius] website |