I left my condo Saturday morning
Coins were clanking in my pocket
I bumped on my buddy on the way to the railroad station
He was looking like he's escaping from everything he'd had 
And I asked him where he was going 
He told me that he didn't know 
But he just couldn't stay there. 
In the place where he was always feeling
That one day after him they could come

How in the world can it be
That one can just be born so unlucky
That his life is determined from the very beginning
And he can look in the eyes of who's blamed for that
Only from the sparkling screen 
Behind the cracked store's windows

I patted him on the back and started to walk
Staring at the ground
I knew he was following me with his eyes
I knew he was speachl