Wandering. Endless roads. I feel nothing
Wandering this brave new world, I feel nothing
Drifting through this place everything and everyone is unrecognizable
I am walking tomorrow's trail with yesterday wrapped around my legs
Unnoticed

Good luck
I said as you walked away from me
I see no redeemable qualities in your face, in anyone's

Good luck
Searching for something worth searching for
Trace our steps and map out our destination
We re not moving. We are stationary
Drag your feet and hide your teeth
You're nothing new
I'm nothing new

I see them drowning, drowning at my feet
Their arms outstretched searching
But I watch them sink