Typical Time 2 lyrics
by Kyle Falconer
[Verse 1: Kyle Falconer]
We've never spoke in three weeks man
And it's starting to freak me out
I hope there's no one gelling my bird
Together with all their
Sweet and utter charm
We've flown around the world
Together we've seen a massive range of sick bags even in
Baghdad call myself your lad but seemingly you're sad
Oh-oh-oh-oh