Road To Nowhere

The world inside your dream is The place I want to be This road it leads to nowhere My love listen to me The field of hope is dying The grass is never green Cause this road it leads to nowhere My darling come with me (come with me) Driving down the highway doing 60 And if I end up crashing at the exit No one is gonna miss me The passenger seat is empty, the rain is falling on the windshield All these moments are gonna fade away soon Memories of an era that was full of balloons Obsessing over one another in a lonely room Kaleidoscopic Zen like a sapphire gem Shining across our faces We used to think that we were going places Until the high came down We opened the curtains to a film without any sound What a clown That is the portrait of a person In an unescapable landscape Its perfect You're just as dead & lifeless as I am Maybe you're just better at hiding it damn But we switched gears soon as we got a new ride We can never hit reverse, the dream just died Na na na na na na Na na na na na na The lady in the TV said The storm is coming here So we hop into my car Now we're on the road to nowhere Driving down the highway behind a big truck And if we crash, no one is gonna miss us There is a clear view in the rear view But the windshield being clear is a rare view Oh, we just pretend like we know where we going I met somebody from my past life I don't know her My recollection of yesterday, is it trustworthy Cause I don't know if I'm the main character in my own story Anymore Anyways Many more fairytales to come to go Where to? Who knows I lock myself in a car so I can scream Maybe I'm just not real & this is all a dream Maybe I'm dying and all of these are flashbacks Maybe the world is worshipping change And I'm sinning by holding on to what is fading away I know that I'm wrong but I don't wanna hit the breaks (nah) So I shift gears, hit the accelerator The end is unavoidable but I'll accept it later Its time to overdose just to feel joy Pinocchio wil n-n-never be a real boy Na na na na na na Na na na na na na The lady in the TV said The storm is coming here So we hop into my car Now we're on the road to nowhere Pinocchio will never be a real boy