patience is a virtue
atlas
i don't really hear it when you're talkin'
chipped black nails and a walkman
i hope that my funeral has a moshpit
i don't understand where the time went
feel the smoke on my eyelids
new gucci tracksuit with the stripes but
i still panic even when i have nice shit
baby patience is a virtue
baby patience is a virtue
i'm a coward and i can't be stopped
you ever wanna disappear just for a day?
bury me with nothing to say
i'm a loser with some ripped up jeans
i've got no one to love but it's ok
i know that you don't miss me but
i know i gotta push through
baby patience is a virtue
i know i gotta push through
baby patience is a virtue