Letras:Centro-Matic. Patience For The Ride.

so we're beginning at the end
with a message transmitted by the accident
send the damage was with us from the start
but you can't touch the forces
of our hurricane hearts
eleemosynary was your call
but you lied to the lonely hearts
on your desperate fall

and false was your figure from within
and gone are your golden ones
to their desolate pens
they stand battening the hatches, yeah

and we hope you brought your patience for the ride

you question our character and our kind
you say we're so unintelligent 'cause our pockets ain't lined
but we're collecting all your press of self-destruction
and your corporate mess