Mammoth - Interpol

Spare me the suspense

Spare me the suspense

I got no currency, but I’m heaven-sent

So spare me the suspense

Just spare me the suspense

Hey, lady wraith

Oh, I so hope you try

You’re late, babe you know it’s your time

I won’t let you sit by

So cold in the pitch night

Alone you can’t make amends

No, I won’t let you sit by

So cold in the pitch night

We should dance like two fucking twins

Just spare me the suspense

There are seven ancient pawnshops along the road

I know seven aching daddies you may want to know

Oooohhh, right on

Hey, lady wraith

Oh baby I can’t deny

I got a taste, a taste, a taste and it’s time

But I won’t let you sit by

So cold in the pitch night

Alone you can’t make amends

No, I won’t let you sit by

So cold in the pitch night

It’s enough with this fucking incense

Just spare me the suspense

There are seven ancient pawn shops along the road

Oh I know seven aging daddies you may want to know

When you played your heart out

You made me turn around

Oooohhh, right on

Wait, oh you froze in the night

You’re late, there’s a hole in the sky

No haste, no lesson, no lie

Got a taste that I can’t deny

(Spare me the suspense)

And you wait till you know that it’s time

You wait till you know that it’s time

You wait till you know that it’s time

You wait till you know that it’s time

You say to me, set black fires, do you know?

You say to me, set black fires