Patterns - Armor For The Broken

Buried beneath these vague illusions

That carries me home

That carry us home

Searching for the right way back

(The right way)

I’m taking this head on with my fears

In a death grip

(I remain an empty shell

What do I call home?

Where do I go?

I remain an empty shell

What do I call home?

Where do I go?)

Where do I go?

I’m searching for a sign

And the current’s getting stronger

Don’t pull me down

Don’t pull me under

The choir is singing for your failure

I’m searching for a sign

And the current’s getting stronger

Don’t pull me down

Don’t pull me under

The choir is singing for your failure

Buried beneath these vague illusions

That carries me home

That carry us home

Searching for the right way back

(The right way)

I’m taking this head on with my fears

In a death grip

Our faults and failures

Sink in so deep

Your words are set against a second chance

Your legs begin to buckle

You’re bowing down

No words could ever explain this hell

I walk

I am letting go of judgment

I will fall alone

I am the only me

I will fall alone

I’m ripping perfection

Right through their fucking teeth

I’m giving in

(I'm giving in)

I’m swallowed by all my grief

I’m searching for a sign

And the current’s getting stronger

Don’t pull me down

Don’t pull me under

I’m searching for a sign

And the current’s getting stronger

Don’t pull me down

Don’t pull me under

But I am staying for your failures

If these feet won’t hold you down

My love will be so heavy

If these feet won’t hold you down

My love will be so heavy

If these feet won’t hold you down

My love will be so heavy

If these feet won’t hold you down

My love will be so heavy