Disasters

Like a fault line, unpredictable Like the worst case that is fictional I see a pattern so intricate Is that the pattern that I've stitched? Is it all mine? Has it been earned? I can't deny its pretty colors When everything is blue and gray It's taking over everything It's what happens on an empty stomach It's what happens when I'm all alone It's what happens when I'm triple guessing Every choice I made on my own It's all over (it's all over) We're overcompensating Start over (start over) It's all so devastating A second thought, an accessory The convenience of selective memory What I would give to pick and choose To understand and not confuse Is it all mine? Has it been earned? I gotta say, I'm a bit concerned When everyone sees something else We all want something we've never felt It's what happens on an empty stomach It's what happens when I'm all alone It's what happens when I'm triple guessing Every choice I made on my own It's all over (it's all over) We're overcompensating Start over (start over) It's all so devastating It's a steep slope, a nervous laugh A contributing factor to an avalanche It's a fallout from a meltdown This alarm is so much more than a sound It's a flash flood, no clear path It's torrential downpour on a rough patch It's all over (it's all over) We're overcompensating Start over (start over) It's all so devastating