John Hawkins Band - Rage

I have been searching for so long now
For something I wasn't sure could be found
It feels like an anchor dragging the ground
Or stuck on a colorful merry-go-round
Around and round, around and round…
Fighting a ghost that sits behind my stare
And with every swing I miss hitting nothing, but air
I want to so badly go anywhere
But how do you run from what's in your head
What's in your head, what's in your head…

Written by:
Garrett Hawkins

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