bus stop

All the forces pulling, we pull up on horses
Impulsive actions from magnetic pull, I end up the fool
Bus stop at 1AM, I'm looking at my hands
Past actions influence, I might've missed my chance

Now I'm running from the hands
Look back, I'm dodging the grasp
Everything happened so fast
Now I'm avoiding the facts

And I'm high up, and I'm high, yeah
They think they understand but it's just they perception
They think they understand
But I'm still crushing skulls
And I'm still on the road
Waiting for the bus

At the bus stop, at the, at the bus stop
At the bus stop, at the, at the bus stop
At the bus stop, at the, at the bus stop
At the bus stop, at the, at the bus stop



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Van Wyk
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