His days went on and on
And when he finally rested
It didn't stop him
From crawling through shitholes and sewers
Assholes and pussies
Searching for nothing
And still getting plenty
Of something he couldn't
Define or explain
To himself
or someone waiting
For him on the outside
Of his cage like existence
He never tried to escape
In his ruthless effort
To keep up with the pace
And resist the temptation
To find the one missing link
To the only exit
That would lead him
To the days that went on and on
And the place where he came from
Back to nowhere
Back to nowhere
Back to nowhere
Back to nowhere
Back to nowhere
Back to nowhere
Back to nowhere
Back to nowhere
MIRON ZOWNIR, SABINE M. BREDY
Freibank Musikverlags und vermarktungs GmbH, Royalty Network