When there's no future, how can there be sin? We're the flowers in the dustbin, we're the poison in your human machine. We're the future, your future.
今天回家一開門，阮囝就用一種很凝重的語氣說：「爸爸，OOO(班上一個女同學的名字)共我的書包提倒轉去in兜。我只好提伊的書包轉來。」(爸爸，OOO把我的書包拿回去她家，我只好拿她的書包回來)
