Like tiny stones on a slope Drifting wherever we are told Where we're towed Chasing highs, digging for gold Though nothing's left to find along these roads These worn out roads Why wait To take another route? Don't you feel like Going someplace new I sense that you do too Why do we still pretend we don't know What's keeping us from getting on We just run Yeah we run on Adding tons of sugar and salt Refuse to believe that the taste has already gone For so long Why wait To take another route Don't you feel like Going someplace new I sense that you do too Let's take a different view Don't you feel like Seeing something new I sense that you do too Don't you feel like Going someplace new I sense that you do too Let's take a different view Don't you feel like Seeing something new I sense that you do too