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) what (will) follow? (Listen to me) 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... 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...