I Never Got Off The Bus (OST из сериала "Нормальные люди / Normal People")

Текст песни Tebi Rex, Local Boy - I Never Got Off The Bus (OST из сериала "Нормальные люди / Normal People")

I Never Got Off The Bus Lyrics[Verse 1: Max Zanga]
Words of wisdom
Birds  are flying, where you heading?
Hand  you my best, that's a blessing
Doing my best, that's a nexus
Texting my ex like, "You get this"
Tore  down my defenses
Broke  the walls, broke the fences
Open walls, open ending
Words  are sent, do not poison
World is tipped and I'm poised when
We go crash in the morning
We just smash and now morning
Man  it's trash, now I'm worse
Marry Gods in the verse
We destroy what we love
We destroy, it's a curse
[Pre-Chorus: Matt O]
I don't know a lot
I don't know I'm lost
Things that I forgot
The things that I am not

[Chorus: Max Zanga, Matt O]
I don't know I'm lost
Oh my lord, all my days
Hold me up where we break
Swear to God that it's fate
Pray to God, we all fade
Things that I forgot
Oh my lord, all my days
Hold me up where we break
Swear to God that it's fate
Pray to God we all fade

[Verse 2: Local Boy, Max Zanga]
I wake up every day
And I stare at the wall (And I stare at the wall)
Empty look on my face, I feel nothing at all
I can't taste, I can't sleep, movies all look great to me
When I smile, my insides, they don't match what the people see
I am here but my mind is somewhere lost in history
Who I was, who I am and which one of the two is me
[Bridge: Local Boy]
Memories they bring me down, they bring me down
I can't sleep, stuck in this town, stuck in this town
And I know that change is for the best, is for the best
But there's a past I never left, I never left now

[Chorus: Max Zanga, Matt O]
I don't know I'm lost
Oh my lord, all my days
Hold me up where we break
Swear to God that it's fate
Pray to God, we all fade
Things that I forgot
Oh my lord, all my days
Hold me up where we break
Swear to God that it's fate
Pray to God we all fade

[Outro: Matt O]
Cute laugh when I record her
But a good night's sleep, that's a tall order
I'm a little bit stressed, too many cats in my kitchen
I'm going back to work, I'm done mitchin'
I didn't mention, I don't know what you want from me
Or what you wanna see
But fuck my self-image and heed my reply
Just lie on my side, ignore pain in my eyes
You might have come too soon
Or I might just be on time