One Million Patterns Lyrics & Chords By G.a.s. Drummers

Wasting a life for every sin,
I remained inconscious in a deadly scene,
Turned off the lights, who am I to stay?
Just nothing.
It's hard to walk the simple way of one million patterns,
Once you find out a secret trace that's buried in time.
Wasted your life for having no dreams,
Remained inmanent through the years,
And when your back folds you've got nothing else to say,
A whole life of work and one million patterns.
It's hard to walk the simple way of one million patterns,
Once you find out a secret trace that's buried in time.
A man can feel lucky for doing what he wants,
In this boring race, some are committed to agony
Some are the pretty face.
American Dream is just a big lie.