Testo Buses And Cars

All across the park I hear you scream, and it makes me smile. You do it in delight for what you found. Bodies hit the ground.

I've got a head start, but the distance seems closer in buses and cars. In this lonely life make the best of it. In time our souls will dissolve and leave us behind. In this lonely life make the best of it.

Ocean stands, but I can't speak for an honest face when there is nothing in front of me. Everywhere and in between the sinners swim while the saints just sink.

I've got a head start, but the distance seems closer in buses and cars. In this lonely life make the best of it. In time our souls will dissolve and leave us behind. In this lonely life make the best of it.