System T M S
System T M S
[Verse] Every day is a struggle, every moment is a fight Feeling angry and frustrated, nothing seems right The system T M S, made by Grzegorz, is a curse Every dispatcher is pissed off, stuck in this chaotic verse [Verse 2] Constantly dealing with issues, trying to fix the mess But the buses keep getting delayed, causing distress "Disposition not found," a message that brings rage Using the most vulgar words, trapped in this never-ending cage [Chorus] Frustration builds up, anger is on the rise Hoping for a way out, to escape these lies But for now, we're stuck in this cycle of pain System T M S, driving us insane.