I’ve always been the type to hide,
Behind every small calculation.
I’m not like those other guys,
Who talk the talk for sexual relations.
I’ve been patient at the station,
Ready for the ride.
I just want some absolution,
Before I take a train out of here tonight.
Because in my generation there’s no anticipation,
Everything is instant gratification.
So take me home, away from all the calamity,
‘Cus I see humans but no humanity.