Is this 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)
CHORUS:
We're well on our way now to nowhere
(To nowhere)
We're so far away from getting somewhere
(From 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 true honesty in a world so
Fucked up and bleeding?
Know(ing) 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...
CHORUS:
We're well on our way now to nowhere
(To nowhere)
We're so far away from getting somewhere
(From getting somewhere)
CHORUS:
We're well on our way now to nowhere
(To nowhere)
We're so far away from getting somewhere
(From getting somewhere)
Anything at all, anything at all...
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