Zak Gregory - Astray.

Imagination playing tricks
The darker side of my mind is getting it's kicks
While I'm driving on these roads to
Get to my fix of you
Foot to the floor, head full of smoke
Sky full of fog, devoid of all hope
I can't see where I'm goin'
But like a pigeon that's homing
I'll find my way
I'll find my way to you
I'll find my way to you
Do you really know?
Do you really know?
The back
Of your hand that well?
Do you really know?
Do you really know?
The back of your hand that well?
Staring into the dark only makes it darker
Stare at the sun too long you start losing sight
What's the right way?
What is the right way?
Do you really know?
Do you really know?
The back
Of your hand that well?
Do you really know?
Do you really know?
The back of your hand that well?
Do you really know?
Do you really know?
The back of your hand that, hand that well?
Staring into the dark only makes it darker
Stare at the sun too long you start losing sight
What's the right way?
What is the right way?

Written by:
Zak Gregory

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