Station Master

Is there a place in this world to get my soul warm
I've been thinking and been running around for so long
Someone please take my hand and tell me everything I've seen is so wrong
No one ever comes because they're thinking of number one and why is your face badly drawn
I want you to know that I have been waiting for the whisper of the fear so **** strong
The human race is a poster board for other planets to look at and say the fact is that they don't know where they do come from
There is no equilibrium in fact the state of things are totally deformed