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, yeah, yeah, oh 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, yeah 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