Where You Gonna Go?

About those words you chose that day.
Was it a truth, or intoxicated and ill-stated.
’Cause it lingers as brutal as they say, when telling me to recognize it
and move on.
Where you gonna go, where you gonna go?
Where you gonna go, where you gonna go?
It’s all gonna blow, it’s all gonna blow.
Where you gonna go, where you gonna go

Somewhere we both got it; What it would take to find clarity in these parts.
But we bet on the easy call, and linger on the fact that it will never change at all

Where we gonna go, where we gonna go? (Where do we belong?)
Where we gonna go where we gonna go (This is not meant to be at all)
It’s all gonna blow, it’s all gonna blow. (Where do we get off?)
Where we gonna go, where we gonna go?
Where we gonna go, where we gonna go?
Where we gonna go, where we gonna go?
It’s all gonna blow it’s all gonna blow
Where you gonna go, where you gonna go?

Then just.. and lights out. No way to know, we’ll never find out.
And the concept of forever goes hand in hand with
”no way, not a chance” and never.