I hope this bus crashes,
A mere 6 inches to the right.
And As the metal smashes,
Sparks would be pretty in this light.
A grown man, on the phone,
To bitch and moan,
About the wind and rain.
All he does is complain.
Thinking the wind will tip the bus,
I hope it does.
Would he pull me out
of the wreckage?
Crash.
I hope this bus crashes,
A mere 6 inches to the right.
And As the metal smashes,
Sparks would be pretty in this light.
Crash.
All the Unsuspecting fellow travellers
around me would die.
We would never see it coming,
All thinking our end is nigh, as we crash.
Although these four hours alone a day
are some of the strangest, they’re also the best.
I spend them consuming sonic art
to drown out all those strangers.
I hope this bus crashes,
A mere 6 inches to the right.
And As the metal smashes,
Sparks would be pretty in this light.
Crash.
Don’t travel,
You’ll only see evil,
Don’t Travel,
Evil will taint you,
Don’t travel,
You’ll only feel evil,
Don’t Travel,
Evil will be you.
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