Patterns

Viciously swimming in circles, disaster an old friend of mine
Trying to play off a shit streak, it only adds to a bad time
Got lost in hopes and dreams, in them, there's nothing left to find
Realigning our ideas, now I remain undefined

Trapped in Medusa's glow, you're stone before the very first words
Waiting for confrontation, writhing around like a worm
The hours and months, they all feel the same. The vision is horrid and blurred
You've broken my nose, but we still wait out, for the witch to burn

It's quite ambitious how we make our moves
A storm can only carry us so smooth
Two heads can't figure it out
Two snakes can't figure it out
I'm trying to see it how you're trying to see it, but I can't see you if you can't see me