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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