The Pattern

(Can you see the pattern?) (Can you see the pattern?) (Can you see the pattern?) (Can you see the pattern?) Well, I've been sleeping until four or five in the afternoon I haven't said a word in weeks When your body clock somehow syncs up with one of Saturn's moons Everybody else seems hard to reach But I'm not fucking blind, man I know what I'm doing I can see the pattern But I don't know what I can do About the way I am (Can you see the pattern?) (Can you see the pattern?) Mmmmm (Can you see the pattern?) (Can you see the pattern?) (Can you see the pattern?) (Can you see the pattern?) All those haunted places we return to in our dreams Tucked away in our brains My high school was demolished when I was seventeen But a part of me is still walking down the corridors there (Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh) Please try not to wake me I'm not finished dreaming There is still a secret there I've yet to find in here I'm not fucking blind, man I know what I'm doing I can see the pattern But I don't know what I can do About the way I am The way I am The way I am The way I am One day I will rise up Light from lack of baggage Fresh to meet the sunrise But I don't know what I can do About the way I am