We don’t know what we want
We don’t know where we’re going to
We are on a road
Nowhere is somewhere
To people like us
You are so afraid
Of the fear inside of you
Lie on the bed you’ve made
Nowhere is somewhere
To someone like you
We used to speak without thinking
We used act without blinking
We used to sing when we were drinking
Now we’re just automatic
We’re automatic for the people
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