Chkbns - My Bus | Текст песни

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Passing by the trees
Familiar road to
Wooden house
Sight of distant trace
Instead of
Human faces

But I don`t care
I`m taking the bus to my home
Bus straight to my home

Cutting edge in bloom of jasmine trees

Passing by the lake
We took for sea
So shallow now
As my bruise on knee
You'll hardly ever find it

But I don`t care
I`m taking the bus to my home
Bus straight to my home

I don`t wanna miss my stop
When somebody`s waiting for me

I was afraid to ride it

But I don`t care
I`m just taking the bus to my home
Bus straight to my home

Can`t leave, but it`s over now
Do what you`ve planned in the 7th grade