TYPICAL

Tell you what i want

And let you handle all the trust

Rather let you love me

By dragging you through the rough

I've really carved my name

In all the places i was lost

I really can't face all of the neighbours watching us

Take two steps out of the porch

And on the bus

Tempting stares are not important let me just

Message queen

You're missing me

Repenting or depending on a thing that's really

Us

Call me all you want

Or call me on the low

Karma really suits you

You don't have to think i know

I'm a pacifist and nuisance

Know that i could ring and go

I'm picking up a package

In the day I'll make the dough

Then back to fucking acting

Like i don't know what you owe

You're pissed that im efficient

From the day that i been dishing

Selling 1/8 to Q to Oz

While keeping up to code

I could blame

I could diminish

I could burn

I could extinguish

I could say the same as you

But you are just an image

I respect all of the cynical

Hope is a mythical thing

In the physical ring

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