Buck 65 - Mr. Nobody lyrics

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Mr. Nobody. Real life, fake lotus.<br />

Break focus. Way too normal to take notice.<br />

Women and rage. Sugar, salt, cinnamon, sage.<br />

The city throbs. Endless shitty jobs and minimum wage.<br />

It's nonsense. Flashy patterns, polka dots and gold checkers<br />

Cold efforts. Avid collector of old records.<br />

Mostly poor. Little things you have to look closely for.<br />

I hate kids and standing in line at the grocery store.<br />

I'm divorced. Exile enforced. New fears<br />

A few beers. I haven't had sex in over two years.<br />

I've tried to trust. It's useless. I wallow in my disgust.<br />

Why discuss it? No car, I ride the bus.<br />

Steel doesn't decide to rust it just does.<br />

Words written out with your finger where the dust was.<br />

Clich'. He-say she-say. So funny<br />

Forgot to laugh. Go study. Call me Mr. Nobody.<br />

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The invisible man.<br />

I'm hiding in the bushes.<br />

The invisible man.<br />

I'm stewing in my own juices<br />

The invisible man.<br />

Writing letters to the editor.<br />

The invisible man.<br />

Riding a bike with a flat tire... <br />

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Unfurled young girl. Stand up. Strike back.<br />

Get dressed. Don't hold yourself open like that, <br />

It's terrible. Carryin on. Precarious position.<br />

Jumpin', kissin'. I look in your eyes and I see that somethings missing.<br />

You've been punished, brainwashed. Pain squashed, <br />

Haunted and hunted. You could have had anyting you wanted.<br />

Now you're ruined. Screwing around with a villain.<br />

If I ever find out who did this to you, I swear to God, I kill him.<br />

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The invisible man.<br />

I'm hiding in the bushes.<br />

The invisible man.<br />

I'm stewing in my own juices.<br />

The invisible man.<br />

Writing letters to the editor.<br />

The invisible man.<br />

Riding a bike with a flat tire...