Like the rhythm in my head

Like the blanket on my bed

Always hanging by a thread

I got patterns.

Like the stars up in the sky

Like "I love you" to "goodbye"

I got questions, I got whys

I got patterns.

Ooh, it's in my generations

It's in my constellations

Moon and saturn

Ooh, they're rolling through my bloodstream

I'm coming apart at the seams

I got patterns.

Maybe more than I like healing

I like the feeling of the feeling

That leaves me staring at the ceiling

The morning after.

And maybe I'm the one to blame

For doing the same old same

But hey, what can I say?

I got patterns.

Ooh, it's in my generations

It's in my constellations

Moon and saturn

Ooh, they're rolling through my bloodstream

I'm coming apart at the seams

I got patterns.

Over and over and over again

It's so much deeper than under my skin

Is this a battle that I'll ever win?

When does it start, and when does it...

Over and over and over again

It's so much deeper than under my skin

Is this a battle that I'll ever win?

When does it start, and when does it end?

Over and over and over again

It's so much deeper than under my skin

Is this a battle that I'll ever win?

When does it start, and when does it end?

Over and over and over again

It's so much deeper than under my skin

Is this a battle that I'll ever win?

When does it start, and when does it end?

One, two, three, four

Mm...

I got patterns

Yeah, I got patterns.

Will I outgrow all these patterns?

Will I unknow all these patterns?

Hey...

Oh yeah, patterns

Oh yeah...