Astray - Nicky Elisabeth Extended Mix
You can hear the engines at the road
You can feel the concrete
You can feel the cold
You can swear this is the last time
That you're gonna trade your days for a sliver of gold
Is it burning like a fever?
Is it nothing at all?
The pattern in the sunrise
Patterns in the salt
You can swear this is the last time
That you're gonna trade your days for a sliver of gold
Is it what you ask for
Is it what you ask for in the night
Used to wake you up
Is it what you ask for in the night
You can hear the engines at the road
You can feel the concrete
You can feel the cold
You can swear this is the last time
That you're gonna trade your days for a sliver of gold
Is it burning like a fever?
Is it nothing at all?
The pattern in the sunrise
Patterns in the salt
You can swear this is the last time
That you're gonna trade your days for a sliver of gold
Is it what you ask for
Is it what you ask for in the night
Used to wake you up
Is it what you ask for in the night
Is it what you ask for
Is it what you ask for in the night
Used to wake you up
Is it what you ask for in the night
Is it what you ask for
Is it what you ask for in the night
Used to wake you up
Is it what you ask for in the night
Is it what you ask for
Is it what you ask for in the night
Used to wake you up
Is it what you ask for in the night
All that you ask for
Is it what you ask for in the night
Used to wake you up
Is it what you ask for in the night
You can feel the concrete
You can feel the cold
You can swear this is the last time
That you're gonna trade your days for a sliver of gold
Is it burning like a fever?
Is it nothing at all?
The pattern in the sunrise
Patterns in the salt
You can swear this is the last time
That you're gonna trade your days for a sliver of gold
Is it what you ask for
Is it what you ask for in the night
Used to wake you up
Is it what you ask for in the night
You can hear the engines at the road
You can feel the concrete
You can feel the cold
You can swear this is the last time
That you're gonna trade your days for a sliver of gold
Is it burning like a fever?
Is it nothing at all?
The pattern in the sunrise
Patterns in the salt
You can swear this is the last time
That you're gonna trade your days for a sliver of gold
Is it what you ask for
Is it what you ask for in the night
Used to wake you up
Is it what you ask for in the night
Is it what you ask for
Is it what you ask for in the night
Used to wake you up
Is it what you ask for in the night
Is it what you ask for
Is it what you ask for in the night
Used to wake you up
Is it what you ask for in the night
Is it what you ask for
Is it what you ask for in the night
Used to wake you up
Is it what you ask for in the night
All that you ask for
Is it what you ask for in the night
Used to wake you up
Is it what you ask for in the night
Credits
Writer(s): Christophe Dube, Devon Portielje, Conner Molander, Dylan Phillips
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