Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Patron, artist - To Kill a Petty Bourgeoisie. Album song The Patron, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 14.10.2007
Record label: Kranky
Song language: English
The Patron |
| two hands come so cold and ardent |
| to the sea they’ll meet again |
| a constant telling breath with a roving eye |
| a few of few genteel do lie |
| what is that they deny |
| for it wasn’t there |
| wasn’t there |
| and really wasn’t at all |
| broken hatchet called in lament |
| a misinformant paid this debt for |
| a rule, a rule broken to attest |
| till is must be addressed |
| not likely to succeed a likely end |
| melted heart so lost and wet |
| made a fool of me |
| tightened grasp succulent at best |
| made a fool of me |
| why do you wake at night |
| why do you wake at night |
| two hands come so cold and ardent |
| to the sea they’ll meet again |
| but it wasn’t there |
| oh wasn’t there, oh wasn’t there |
| oh wasn’t there |
| why do you wake at night |
| why do you wake at night |
| what do you wake at night |
| why do you wake at night |