Patterns

If I could run far enough from where I came from
Forget all the trauma from when I was young
Could I find the beauty in the person I was
Or choose to live another day simply just because?

And now I hope that you know
The patterns I repeat when I get this low
Turn me into something that I just fucking loathe
I can’t make you stay when I know you should go
I’m holding out for false hope

You’re always with me, a core memory
The image of you and the image I see
Every time I walk by the place
Whеre we sat and drank and talked shit likе we had nowhere to be
You made me believe, you made me believe
That I had a reason to wake up the next god given day

And now I hope that you know
The patterns I repeat when I get this low
Turn me into something that I just fucking loathe
I can’t make you stay when I know you should go
And now I hope that you know
The patterns I repeat when I get this low
Turn me into something that I just fucking loathe
I can’t make you stay when I know you should go
I’m holding out for false hope