Is this the life you made

The kind of life you fake

Is there a point we break?

Or do we sing that same old song

And hope they play along

(We follow)



We're well on our way now to nowhere

(To nowhere)

We're so far away from getting somewhere

(From where getting somewhere)



Please stop the broken record

Your worthless effort

That makes you feel like God

So play that song

And watch it all go wrong

(Where do we search to find the honesty

In a world so fucked up and bleeding)

Knowing we will follow



We're well on our way now to nowhere

(To nowhere)

We're so far away from getting somewhere

Close to anything at all

At all, at all

At all, at all



We're well on our way now to nowhere

(On our way)

We're so far away from getting somewhere

(From where getting somewhere)



We're well on our way now to nowhere

(To nowhere)

We're so far away from getting somewhere

Close to anything at all

Anything at all