Patience
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Patience Is nothing worth holding on to
Bite my tongue, why should I, when you never did that for me
When were you, hassled by technicalities?
I didnýt know, I made friends with fucking rock critics
As the days go by, with blood in my limbs
A day is oh so short, is that just mine?
Show me some scars, what good is this if I don't remember
Im not gonna let myself be, concerned with something so distant
Bite my tongue, why should I, when you never did that for me
When were you, hassled by technicalities?
I didnýt know, I made friends with fucking rock critics
As the days go by, with blood in my limbs
A day is oh so short, is that just mine?
Show me some scars, what good is this if I don't remember
Im not gonna let myself be, concerned with something so distant
Hold tight and maybe I will survive
Hold tight and maybe some part of me . . .
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