Testo di Patience

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 didn't 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 I'm 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