Every line in my palm

Tell me where do I run

It's in my fate

Don't we all assume

Can the fear be undone

Tell me where it comes from

It's in my fate

Don't we all assume

And I won't claim to

Know what holds the frame or pours the paint

Till I wake up

From all the shadows in the cave

And I won't know change

Till I've cut my teeth and pulled the weight

When I wake up

Catch my breath and turn the page

Goin around n round we go

Holding a pattern, turning slow

Let go, there's a chance, we'll never know

In the wake, I'll follow

Goin around n round we go

Holding a pattern, turning slow

Face the ground, I plant my hope

To break the cycle

Goin around n round we go

Holding a pattern, turning slow

Let go, there's a chance, we'll never know

In the wake, I'll follow

Goin around n round we go

Holding a pattern, turning slow

Face the ground, I plant my hope

To break the cycle