Smoke - Andro

I’ve lost all sense of direction

And I’m wondering where to go

But I know a place

It’s far from here

I’ll take a car in the open road

I took a year of reflection

To find and bottle my soul

I couldn’t see it

No one would feed it, no

From the lightest touch

The lightest breath in my hands

Stand in darkness

Which way will the light come out?

In here the lightings so bad

Broken hearted

My eyes are turning so black

(Uh huh)

So I smoke to hear the voices, yeah

I don’t hear your invitation

My ears ar poison with gold

I know a place

Not far from here (yah)

I’ll take a car in the open cold

I’m leaving trails of reflection

Piece by piece

On the road

I couldn’t see it

No one would feed it

No from the lightest touch

The lightest breath in my hands

Stand in darkness

Which way will the light come out?

In here the lightings so bad

Broken hearted

My eyes are turning so black (uh uh)

So I smoke to hear the voices, yeah