I’m waiting for a thousand time
Where I’ve lost millions of hours
I know every pattern in bus
Every word, that covers the walls

All the faces look deadly bored
I’m praying for small progression
Never ever take a bus
I repeated, this morning lesson

Is it only case of time
Or the lights just got broken
Cars have formed three direct lines
So stop asking, when I’m coming

Everyday I loose two hours
Waiting in a fucking traffic jam
Thinking about things I could do
Thinking about passing time

Another turtle just passed me by
And all pedestrians keep on laughing
I could be sleeping, or I could die
But in that moment I’m in the traffic jam

Is it only case of time
Or the lights just got broken
Cars have formed three direct lines
So stop asking, when I’m coming

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