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greyhound

i can't tell who's crazy
me or the mummble talking lady
and that guy in the window
i swear swear he looks just like me
*golum *golum
they lost my bags back in St. Luoi
and their customer service is something beyond screwy
i payed 350 dollars for a day and a half of insanity
on a bus full o' colamity
squeky luggage in the overhead
bathroom in the back smells like something's dead
it's all getting to my head
yo i'm one step closer to the edge
and i'm about to break
but there ain't no lincoln park playing on my MP3 player
cuz i could never aford one
damn.


























































































Author notes

my bus ride from oklahoms to ny.

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