Here we are, the wheels are always spinning but never getting too far.
Don't know how we got to this point or where we’re headed now.
Times they change, we’re still here, slowly going insane.
All alone, touring across the world, four wheels feel like home.

When's it our turn? What's left to learn?
Are we next in line? [bad word] out of time.
Can we live our dreams? It's further than it seems,
please no more lies. When's this gonna change our lives?
Always waiting, always wishing, we'll find what we are missing.
There's always something we’re searching for, but when will it be ours?
Always losing, never choosing, if we'll make it where were going.
We've been hoping for the moment, when our lives begin.

You think you know, what's best for me,
a straight and simple plan to as happy as can be
but I got, some news for you:
no one’s gonna sit me here and tighten up the noose
‘cuz I can't [bad word] work your stupid 9-5.
You know I want to party and drink all night.
Another wasted evening in your eyes,
but I hope you know, this is the time of my life.