Patience - illuminati hotties

Patience is

A painful gift

What a shame to wait

And patience, you

Aren’t leaving any time soon

Sweatshirt off and bed unmade

Calm and cheerful

Boy, you’re giving me an earful

All about the rotten fits of haste

So patience, please

You’ve brought me to my knees

Fortitude and weakness both in spades

My lesson’s in the lines

Time, we want more time

Time, we want more time

Patience claims, «Sleep it off for one more stale day

In the morning wake up feelin' new»

But there’s a mark on my neck

It’s the one your lips have left

And it’s beating softly with my pulse

Congruent to the shape

Of your swingin' home state

A token of last night care of the midwest