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Typical Story

Hobo Johnsonhuatong
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Issa issa issa issa

Typical story, where the bassist kills the singer

The guitarist and the drummer

Find they're in love with each other

It's the story of the kid who clearly

Won't know what to say

When the love of his life starts to calmly walk away

And it's the story of the dad

Who decides to chase his dream

He quits his job, he falls apart

And he loses everything

And it's the story of the kid

Who just wants to make a record

Loves and crafts but nobody

Ever ever cares about it

Hey hey, what's your name?

Talking to the guys you hate

We should sit in silence

While we think of what to say, hey

Hey, hey, I don't think this is working out

Will you forgot I even asked you to come over to my house?

Hey hey, I don't think I know much

But I know I couldn't take a good punch

So if you feel like I've been talking enough

Just tell me to shut up

And I will probably shut the **** up

I'm afraid of everything

Staying the same or worsening

So what's the point of finding calm

When calm to me is unsettling?

Settle down, little kid

Your bones are shaking in your skin

Go and try to take a breath

Nothing more, nothing less

Issa issa issa, typical story of

The king who had it all

Except for citizens who didn't want his head upon a wall

It's a typical story

Of the wife who couldn't quit

Being in love with such a giant piece of ****

It's the story of the queen

Who could never ever think

Of any redeeming qualities

A man could ever bring

It's the story of the dog

Who wanted to run away

'Till he learned that his life

Is way safer inside a cage

I don't really need much

Just a place to be alone

You don't really see much

I think that I'm invisible

My mirror shows another guy

A guy who doesn't do ****

He just sits and is miserable

Everybody's gotta

Live a life

That they didn't ask for

Why

Would he put me here

Just to die?

Just to, just to die

Hey hey, what's your name?

Talking to the guys you hate

We should sit in silence

While we think of what to say, hey

Hey, hey, I don't think this is working out

Will you forgot I even asked you to come over to my house?

Hey hey, I don't think I know much

But I know I couldn't take a good punch

So if you feel like I've been talking enough

Just tell me to shut up

And I will probably shut the **** up

And hey

Everybody's gotta

Live a life

That they didn't ask for

Why

Would he put me here

Just to die?

Just to, just to die

Hey hey, what's your name?

Talking to the guys you hate

We should sit in silence

While we think of what to say, hey

Hey, hey, I don't think this is working out

Will you forgot I even asked you to come over to my house?

Hey hey, I don't think I know much

But I know I couldn't take a good punch

So if you feel like I've been talking enough

Just tell me to shut up

And I will probably shut the **** up

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