Bus Stop
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I grew up in a small town
The singer comes from a small town.

we didn't have no school
The town did not have a school.

every – morning - seven - thirty,
Every morning at seven-thirty.

the bus plan made the rules
The bus schedule dictated their routine.

I sat on the worn-out bench, yeah
The artist sat on a worn-out bench.

desperately trying to be cool
The singer was trying to look cool.

and if anything was clear for me
The singer had one realization.

I‘ll never be nobody‘s fool
The artist will not be fooled.

I was sitting at the bus stop
The artist was at the bus stop.

of my hometown
The bus stop was in the artist's hometown.

that I really hate
The singer dislikes their hometown.

waiting at the bus stop
The artist waited for the bus.

with some homies
The singer was with friends.

wond‘ring if this is my fate
The singer questioned their destiny.

every thought
The singer's every thought.

I thought were new
The artist believed their thoughts were original.

boy, I really had no clue
The artist admits their lack of understanding.

what‘s going on.
The singer was confused about their life.

Then I turned sixteen
The singer turned sixteen.

still no money, still no car,
The artist had no money or car.

smoking, drinking, chasing women
The artist engaged in reckless behavior.

and the time flew by
Time passed by quickly for the artist.

Is there anything bigger out there
The singer wondered if there was more to life.

Is there anything waiting to be done
The artist questioned if there was a purpose to their life.

And the bus don‘t stop
The bus won't stop for them.

cause he knows for sure
The singer believes the bus driver knows they won't get on.

we don‘t get on anyway
The singer and their friends won't get on the bus.

So I‘m sitting at the bus stop
The artist is still waiting at the bus stop.

admiring some cars
The artist envies the people in cars.

waiting to get picked up
The singer hopes for something to happen.

by my fate and
The singer hopes for their destiny to lead them somewhere.

taken to the stars
The artist dreams of something more exciting.

and my dreams of
The artist's dreams of something better.

promised lands
The artist hopes for a better future.

I don‘t get no
The singer hasn't received any.

helping hand
The artist hasn't received any help.

it`s all in vain
The singer feels their efforts are pointless.

I think I should go home
The singer decides to go home.

and pack up the few things that I own
The singer intends to pack their belongings.

Something‘s calling me
The artist feels drawn to something else.

from inside of me
The feeling comes from within the artist.

you know what I will do?
The singer poses a rhetorical question.

I‘m waiting that the bus stops
The singer waits for the bus to stop.

and I get a ticket
The artist intends to purchase a ticket.

no matter where it goes
The artist doesn't care where the bus goes.

And I will find my
The artist is determined to find.

promised land
The singer hopes for a better future.

and I don‘t need no
The artist doesn't need any.

helping hand
The singer doesn't need anyone's help.

it‘s up to me /it‘s all in me
The singer believes their fate is in their own hands.