How in the world can I explain When the words leap off from the page? Is there a way to celebrate When I'm scared straight from the past parades? The kids are throwing all their charms at The ladies stuck in victory march With no new trails to blaze This is my connection This will leave an impression How in the world can I compete With I'm plugged into the new machines? Lazer focused on the screens I was lit up with self-esteem My ears will ring with monotome When their bodies fill with memory foam I can't help it, I wanna hear them scream This is my connection this will leave an impression Burn on in... This is not a connection This is not an infection This will leave an impression (This is my connection)