Pattern Gets Cold - Holy Sons

Something makes the world go ‘round and I don’t know what it is

If it flows through me get it out of me because I don’t know what it is

I suffer from the grass is greener

And there’s no divining why the pattern gets colder, meaner

Colder, cold

Something makes the world go ‘round and I don’t know what it is

If it flows through me get it out of me because I don’t know what it is

I suffer from the grass is greener

And there’s no divining why the pattern gets colder, meaner

Colder, cold

The pattern gets cold

The pattern gets cold

The pattern gets cold