Pack up your bags We're going on a trip to nowhere
To keep us on track I'll turn my face around and never
See what we're doing here breathing in and out
What a hell of a year Found myself out
Feel I wanna shout my consciousness
Put on a mask We're going out for a day
To keep us on track We'll follow what we've told and never
See what could happen here Take a look around
No sense having any tears when you never put out
And you never wanna shout
Your consciousness