Shouting matches with the mirror
You always win you're undefeated
The words you scream
They carry meaning
You weren't a good boy
Such a bastard
Little shit
A big disaster
You'll find answers in the patterns
You'll find answers in the patterns
You'll find answers in the patterns
But won't like what comes right after
You ain't got what you deserve just yet
You ain't got what you deserve
You ain't got what you deserve
Your temperament is made of glass
But once you're challenged it goes smash
And you find a way to get stuck in the past
Here I am to offer you guidance
I don't know if I'm so reliable
I don't think I'm reliable at all
I could do these things that you can't do
But over time you can straighten out
You can straighten out and do them too
I sense anger in your laughter
You're a natural disaster
You'll find answers in the patterns
But won't like what comes right after
It don't even really matter.