Patterns - A Bullet For Pretty Boy

Weakness of our bodies

Can’t make us climb these walls

Will we break the awful patterns

Before the end is here

I’m in need of something more

I’m stuck in a shallow grave

I’ve been here before

So Lord lend me your hand

I’ve been here before

In this endless cycle

I’ve fallen once again

And with this empty feeling

I seek forgiveness

And await the answer

Action without movement

Await the answer

Desire without heart

There are voices in our heads

The weakness of our bodies

Can make us climb these walls

Why is it so hard to listen to the

Voice inside our heads

It feels so close

Yet so far away

Even the wind and waves obey Him

What’s there to fear

Give us strength to overcome this downfall

To stand to our feet

And break these awful patterns

Before the end is here

Why is it so hard to hear your voice

When you are right here

Why is it so hard to hear your voice

Right now