Royce Wood Junior feat. Ross Hutchison & Jamie Woon -
What We Doing And Where Are We Going? (WWDAWAWG)
What We Doing And Where Are We Going? (WWDAWAWG)
When you find out you're an average snowflake
Oh, it's a limp balloon to re-inflate
Only presiding over your own landscape
And a truth that you make
I know the writing's at the requisite grade
It's just the intangibles at play
And then another bombshell, it's you they hate
No coming back from hay made
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
("Sound like butter, heh... sound like butter")
The commonplaceness to which I gravitate realized in full
And then survived by still more normal snowflakes
Why procreate at all?
People speak in plans and journeys and fates
As hero types, we're drawn
I ordered steak, but then it came on a slate
Into this life, we're thrown
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
Oh, it's a limp balloon to re-inflate
Only presiding over your own landscape
And a truth that you make
I know the writing's at the requisite grade
It's just the intangibles at play
And then another bombshell, it's you they hate
No coming back from hay made
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
("Sound like butter, heh... sound like butter")
The commonplaceness to which I gravitate realized in full
And then survived by still more normal snowflakes
Why procreate at all?
People speak in plans and journeys and fates
As hero types, we're drawn
I ordered steak, but then it came on a slate
Into this life, we're thrown
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
What we doing, and where are we going?
Credits
Writer(s): James Wood, Daniel See
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