I love the taste
The taste is so fine
Chemical [bad word] my inside
The iron taste will always sustain
Just like a brick you're a piece of my brain
 [bad word] harvest of a brighter day [bad word] 
We're going nowhere
Pretend that it's somewhere
We got no more places to go
We're going nowhere
Pretend that it's somewhere
We got no more places to go

Can't feel no pain just this warmth inside
My eyes are black there is no place to hide
I'm out swimming in the harvest of chains
My machinery in my veins
 [bad word] An harvest of a brighter day [bad word] 
We're going nowhere
Pretend that it's somewhere
We got no more places to go
We're going nowhere
Pretend that it's somewhere
We got no more places to go

Did we feed our ego did we choose this path
Did we ever get along
Did we choose this lifetime
Did we even have a choice

We're going nowhere
Pretend that it's somewhere
We got no more places to go
We're going nowhere
Pretend that it's somewhere
We got no more places to go