You say, baby, you need to make up your mind.
Cause there so many things I would like to show you.
From my side.

I know that when I am covered wet of prays.
It makes you laugh in that nervous, childish way.

And I say
There’s nothing to do, but to go with the flow.
And see where the lines is letting us grow.
You urge for reflection, like an obsession.
And I work, in the opposite direction.

You say, baby, you need to decide what to believe.
Cause you’re a prisoner of your own needs.
And your ideal of freedom is not good for you I believe.

But you’re a man, you’re a man of principles, and I have none!
Don’t wanna be carried around.

I am sorry I went, I went with the flow.
To see where the lines could let us grow.
You urge for reflection, like an obsession.
And I work, in the opposite direction.

But please do pray.
Please do find your way.
But don’t say you’ll wait, for me.
I won’t be ready in time.

”An Antipattern is a literary form that describes a commonly occurring solution to a problem that generates decidedly negative consequences”