Typical Story

Lyrics

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
 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 fuck 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 shit
 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 shit
 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 fuck up
 And hey
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 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 fuck up
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:11
Key
7
Tempo
156 BPM

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