transporting:

theres a bus with no access. at least thats what it reads. nobodys driving it, a ghost bus with a large sign that reads 'transporting' along the side and 'no access' on the other. a long neon light runs through the bus that i wish i can be sitting under. sit there and let it drain my energy just like a jacuzi. i wanna know what it feels like to be like that but i'm not one of them anyways. i'd rather just sell out. screw them. whatdu they know anyways. i wanna build a library. maybe build a temple for us, so we can worship each other all day and burn incense for our own selfish sake (my gain is your loss). then i'll tell everybody what good things ive done. no no i wont do that. i'm gonna do something nice and not tell a single soul. write a song and not let a single person hear it. yea...thats what i'll do.