I hear you talking ’bout our way
it makes you fell so proud.
Guess it didn’t take much guts
just running with the crowd.
I know that you’ve stopped contemplating
all the things that you’re about to do

I myself, I’m sitting’ here
I hope the tide will turn
Try not to point my focus
on the bridges that we’ve burned.
But it doesn’t seem to happen
Things are bound to always stay the same

Where are we going now?
It seems that no one ever dared to speak out loud
On the road to nowhere
we’re bound to go

I know I shouldn’t sound so sure
I know that I’m to weak
I know I’ll have a hard time
practicing what I preach
But I refuse to walk the path
that for centuries been trampled by the mob.

Where are we going now?
If you could see yourself you shouldn’t feel so proud
On the road to nowhere
we’re bound to go

Where are we going now?
That silver spoon will keep growing in my mouth
On the road to nowhere
we’re bound to go