Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Koethe
Songwriter
Lyrics
Weak will, begs an answer, an answer, an answer
Make mine since I have to be-, have to believe
Desperate for a pattern, a pattern, a pattern
At last, is it really just-, really just me?
Hold up
There's a will, there's a way, there's a plan, there's a play, there's a
Mindfuck
When you open your eyes just to find that the head is blind
Chaos
There's a through line, there's a pattern
What adheres to naught
Will be made to comply
Dragged down by inaction, inaction, inaction
Desperate for it all to make-, all to make sense
Fine fate, all redaction, redaction, redaction
Black lines to the back of the-, back of the head
Hold up
There's a will, there's a way, there's a plan, there's a play, there's a
Mindfuck
When you open your eyes just to find that the head is blind
Chaos
There's a through line, there's a pattern
What adheres to naught
Will be made to comply
Lie to fall
From flat horizons
Make sense, make sense
To me
Hold up
There's a will, there's a way, there's a plan, there's a play, there's a
Mindfuck
When you open your eyes just to find that the head is blind
Chaos
There's a through line, there's a pattern
What adheres to naught
Will be made to comply
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