Oh which way shall we go? Here we stand at this fork in the road We got no time to waste This old world's spinning out of control Which way shall we go? I can't believe this, it makes me sick While bullets shower the earth We turn our heads and cover our

Spin out of control Try to recover, but collide with each other We spin out of control There, high on the watchtower Keeping the peace Whatever that means 'Cause you see the world through Cross hairs and TVs don't you Ten foot walls built around us